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Video Karaoke Otis - Kanye West & Jay-Z

Este tema es una versión de Otis, que popularizó Kanye West
& Jay-Z (feat. Otis Redding)

Formatos disponibles:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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El formato CDG (también llamado CD+G o MP3+G) es compatible con la mayoría de los reproductores de karaoke. Incluye un archivo MP3 y la letra sincronizada (Versión Karaoke solo vende archivos digitales (MP3+G) y NO recibirás un CD).

Los archivos MP4 pueden reproducirse en MAC OS X y Windows 7 de manera predeterminada.
Si tienes Windows XP o Vista, puedes utilizar Windows Media Player 12.

Este formato es compatible con el KaraFun Windows Player, un programa de karaoke gratuito. Te permite activar o desactivar los coros y la voz principal, además de cambiar el tono o el tempo.

Con tu compra podrás descargar el vídeo tantas veces como quieras en todos estos formatos.

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Con coros (con o sin voces en la versión KFN)

Tempo: variable (alrededor de 95 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: DO

Duración: 02:59 - Escuchar en: 01:52

Fecha de publicación: 2011
Géneros: Rap & Hip-Hop, En inglés
Compositores: Jay-Z, Joseph Maloy Roach, James Brown, Kirk S Robinson, Jimmy Campbell, Harry Woods, Roy C. Hammond, Reginald Connelly, Kanye West

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Letra Otis

Sounds so soulful don't you agree
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back
Truth
New watch alert Hublots
Or the big face Rollie
I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back see my cut through the holes
Damn, Yeezy and Hov where the hell you been
Niggas talking real
Reckless stuntmen
I adopted these niggas
Phillip Drummond them
Now I'm 'bout to make them tuck their whole summer in
They say I'm crazy but I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't seen me 'cos
I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cos we in this bitch another 'gain
Photo shoot fresh looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way
I might murk ya
Flee in the G four fifty
I might surface
Political refugee asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale
I got five passports
I'm never going to jail
I made Jesus Walks
I'm never going to hell
Couture level flow is never going on sale
Luxury rap the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance write my curses in cursive
I get it custom you a customer
You ain't accustomed to going through customs
You ain't been nowhere, hah
And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off
I'm done, I'll hit you up maña nah
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with
Castro in cabanas
Viva México, cubano
Dominicano all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes with no benefits
Not bad, huh for some immigrants
Build your fences we diggin' tunnels
Can't you see we gettin' money up under you
Can't you see the private jets flying over you
Maybach bumper sticker read
What would Hova do
Jay is chillin'
Ye is chillin'
Uh, uh
What more can I say
What more can I say
We killin' 'em
Hold up before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change and pray that all of their pain be champagne
Woooh
Woooh
Give it
Woooh
Scream it

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