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lil家族好多人。。不知道你说的谁。。。

各人认为jin不是很怎么样，而且是你不要的英文。MCHotdog真的很好，歌词很讲究，节奏也很好。还有一个几个人的叫021crew，也很不错的。黑棒，很经典。宋岳庭，虽然听来听去还是life'sastruggle最好听。邪恶少年EB，属于节奏很强的那种。什么爽子、阴三儿我都觉得不行。

不能这么说爽子 当时是他写了南城版 让人觉得他和隐藏较劲 后来他在北京南城版让隐藏给删了 发别的歌也删 就和隐藏干一架 打完写歌diss 后来没几天就和yong kin他们和好了 也盘上交情了 这波人都是为了说唱这一个东西在奋斗 不过是有点误会和冲突 当初内也是一个气话 都说南城还有说唱呢 最后说唱圈子里这波人都一块喝上酒了 南北城都歌迷还互相diss什么呢 你这么一棍子把爽子拍死可太不地道了啊

lil wayne唱lollipop的

江苏的说唱歌手Mc千年

lil他德歌他的介绍``他的图片``关于他的网站你都去看看八``今年23岁的Lil' Wayne出生在美国新奥尔良一个叫做Hollygrove的声名狼藉的街区，从小就胸怀大志的Wayne把Cash Money唱片公司旗下艺人Pimp Daddy和UNLV视作偶像。几年后，Wayne真的遇到了Cash Money唱片的两位CEO，他们对他赞赏有加，苦心培养，12岁的Wayne就在别人的专辑里初试啼声。1997年，唱片公司组成了一只名叫the Hot Boys的四人组合，Wayne得到了其中的一个名额。这个组合在当时大受欢迎，身为组合MC的Wayne也在这段日子里积攒了不少人气。 16岁的时候，Wayne终于开始了自己的个人生涯，发行了首张专辑《Tha Block Is Hot》，这张专辑最后卖出了白金销量的好成绩。其后的几张专辑更是继续奠定了Wayne在南部说唱界的地位。2005年，Wayne自己坐上了Cash Money厂牌的头把交椅，开始自己经营这个自己曾经十分向往的厂牌，并发行了第5张个人专辑《Tha Carter II》。关于到底谁是美国南部说唱老大的纷争一直在继续，Lil' Wayne却根本不在乎这个称谓。作为一个已经在说唱界摸爬滚打13年的老将，建设自己的事业，学习新的知识才是最重要的。Wayne目前就在休斯敦大学学习心理学。

还有AP亚力的NANA

国内比较火的rapper有Gai、欧阳靖。

GAI，本名周延，1987年3月22日出生于四川省内江市威远县，中国内地嘻哈说唱男歌手。GAI出生于四川省内江市威远县，他因为一段感情来到了重庆市，虽然后来感情过去了，但他却选择继续留在了重庆，并加入了重庆嘻哈说唱厂牌GO$H。

此外，他还在说唱不能养活自己的时候，想办法去养活说唱，并选择去夜店演出。

欧阳靖，1982年6月4日出生于美国迈阿密，华裔饶舌男歌手、影视演员。欧阳靖19岁开始说唱和花式饶舌表演。2002年，在美国黑人娱乐电视台的音乐节目《106 & Park》中，力压黑人说唱歌手连续7周获得“Freestyle Friday”环节的冠军，登上该节目的名人榜。

说唱起源：

说唱起源于20 世纪70 年代中期在纽约南Bronx 地区。说唱的兴起与摇滚乐的诞生都在50 年代（参见摇滚乐：摇滚乐）： 发源在非裔美国人的社区，这种新的音乐形式逐渐吸引了一些白人音乐人，并开始参与到说唱的创作中。

说唱音乐发源作为一个cross-cultural 产品。

说唱乐的起源可以追溯到黑人音乐根源中吟咏的段落中，到了70年代说唱乐正式确立了自己的风格，其中最主要的功劳要归根于当时流行的迪斯科舞厅中的DJ们，他们将黑人当时正在风行的FUNK节奏混入流行的迪斯科节奏中，并且在唱片机上反复重复同一张的唱片的内容，做自己的LOOPS。

歌曲名:Oldies歌手:Ethel Merman&Ray Bolger专辑:The World Is Your BalloonOdd Future - OldieYo, shout out to everybody that worked on the albumYou feel me, son? Yo, shouts out to Ty DollasShouts out to Hodgy Daddies, shouts out to Left BrizzleShouts out to Domyon, shouts out to Frankie OceanShouts out to Syd the Dude, shouts out to L-Boy AwkBig eared bandit is tossing all his mannersIn a bag and wrapping them in seran wrap bandagesTossing them in baskets with the rest of those sandwichesSo when he says "catch up, n*gga" it looks like an accidentUm, flowing like my pad is the maxiestMy b*tch white and black like she's been mimicking a pandaThen kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did PamelaPut her in the chamber all against her Will ChamberlainI never had a reason, n*gga, I was just ableFlyer than an ostrich moshing in a tar pitSemen scented cheetah printed teeIn that 'Preme five panel, I'll repeat it for the seasonPrevious items in the presentWith the normal ass past like I cheated on my teamMan (tried to get that n*gga, but, Golf Wang)To have some type of knowledge that is one perceptionBut knowing you own your opponent is a defeating bonusI'm Zeus to a KronosCartilage cartridge is bonelessSmiles of cowards in lead showersDead spouses in red blousesChildren who fled houses on Mustang horses an went joustingI'm on my Robin Hood sh*tRobbin' in the hood: whips, drugs, jewels, and your petI'm stealing your rings, coke diamonds and your VetSoldiers lace the f*ckin' bootAnd salute like the troop when they shoot you gon' poopAnd out my Kool aid, juiceHodgy got the juice, I got the ginJasper got the Henny, my n*gga we get it inWolf Gang party at the hotelI call a ho, you call a ho, and all the hoes tellYou know Left Brain need a freakI need a b*tch to go down like a Nitty beatYup, uh, and her ass fatDon't be surprised if I ask where the hash atDomo where that Flocka Flame? Talkin' 'bout a lighterStill bang salute me or just shoot meCause if you don't salute me then my team will do the shootingYea my n*gga Ace will pull the black jackThe king Mike G is in the cut with the black macLivin' like the Mafia, b*tch, don't get to slacking upAnd if these haters actin' up, throw 'em in the aqueductFree my n*gga Earl, yo, I don't really ask for muchBut two bad b*tches in front of me cunnilingusWhat the f*ck is caution?Often I leave you flossin' and cause exes next to coffinsLost in translation, the dreams you chaseGot you diving for the plates like you stealin' home baseThat's great - I'm home alone dreamin' of two on onesWith Rihanna and Christina Milian, bring it onAnd Travis is in the closet organizing and hangin' the trampThree lettermans that Ace has been makin' himNo strays while we catchin' matinees, huh?I'm gettin' blazed thinking 'bout those daysI had the top off the GT3 like toupeesOne finger in the air, all's fair when crime paysMy grand scheme of thingsIs to be attached to the game like b*tches to their wedding ringsAnd you don't even need to lookCause we gleam obscene in the lightRide slow to my yellow diamond shining like the Batman logo over GothamRock LA to HarlemIf you say "get 'em Mike G" then I got 'emOne man squadron, n*gga I'm a problemFrom Briggs I got bars and plans toPimp these Polish b*tches into pop starsHumanity kills, we all suffer from insanity stillAnd if I said it then it is or it's gonna be realOF 'til I OD and I probably will, uhIt's still Mr. Smoke-a-lot-of-potGet your baby mommy popped with my other snobby bopDo I love her, prolly notB*tch I'm in the zone, stand alone, like Macaulay CockI've been runnin' blocks since a snotty totBig wheel was a big deal with the water GlockNow I'm all grown, sing songs just to give 'em wattsFire what I talk, but still cooler than the otter popOp Dom neck sh*t in your wish listOn some slick sh*t, your mistress on my hit listAnd I'm lifted 'til I'm stiff out of this b*tchOdd in your motherf*ckin' areaBlood clots give me five feet 'fore I bury yaSuicide flow, let the big wave carry yaTyler got the mask like he held Jim Carey upWolf Gang so you know we not givin' no f*cksYou know me dog, I'ma chill in the cut so I canCut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up(Get me a Persian rug where the center looks like Galaga)Rent a super car for a dayDrive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that hazeBro, easy on the ounce, that's a lot for a dayBut just enough for a week, my n*gga what can I sayI'm hi and I'm bye, wait I mean I'm straightI'ma get you this wine, the runner just brought the grapesMy brother give it some time, Morris, and Day'Course you know the vibe's as fly as the rhymesOn the song, cut and you could sample the feelHeadphone bleed, make this sh*t sound realUsed to work the grill, fatburger and friesThen I made a mil and them psychics was liarsNow, how many f*ckin' crystal balls can I buy and ownHumble old me had to flex for the fogsDown in Muscle Beach pumpin' iron and boneBumpin' oldies off my cellular phoneYea, bumpin' oldies off my cellular phoneBumpin' oldies off my cellular phoneGoddammit, this rapping is stupid and it's hardGotta do it over and over and over again but here I goHey it's Jasper, not even a rapperOnly on this beat to make my racks grow fasterGot a TV show, so I guess I'm an actorPot head, half baked, lookin' like ChappelleRollin' up a blunt with that fire from hellStill ignorant, still hit a b*tchCatch me in the back with Miley on my lapBong rips as I feel on that little b*tch catHah, n*gga came through with a 9 bar real quickJust for the b*tches, little bit of money in my pocketF*ck it, Wolf GangYeah, f*ck thatLook, the contrast is a pair of lipsSwallowin' syrup and settin' fires to sheriffs whipF*ckin' all American terroristCrushin' rapper larynx to feed 'em a f*ckin' carrot stickAnd me? I just spent a year Ferrisin'And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics isSpit to the lips meet the bottom of a barrelSo that sterile piss flow remind these n*ggas where embarrassed isNarrow, tight line, might impair himSince I made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero typePharaoh f*ckin' pillow tear wearin' pack of parasiteThrew his own youth off the roof after paradiseLadidadi back in here to f*ck the party upRaiding fridges, tipping over vases with a tommy gunNever dollars, pop would make it rain hockey pucks60 day chips from f*ckin' awesome anonymousCall him bloated 'til he show them that the flow deluxeOff the wall loafers, four loko, and a cobra clutchVocals bold and rough, evoke a ho' to pose his drumLet me hit him, hit it with a stick until the ho was numbCulprit of the potent punchScolding hot as dunking scrotum in a Folgers cup - or NevadaDriving drunk inside a stolen truckSh*tting like his colon bustBelly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleumSupernova, I'm rollin' over the novicesI'm roamin' through the forest and spittin' cold as the porridge isStay gold 'til the case closed and the story endPost mortem porkin' this rap sh*t and record itTo escort it to the morgue againLord of lips, bored of thisForklift the tippy top, best under 40 listStormin' the gate, who's sure in the base, scorching ladiesMotherf*ckers soarin', torso and faceGet at me with savages, have a pack of ApacheAs a matter of fact, your swagger is tacky so see me you can'tLike crunchy black cats in a taxiBack like lateral passingWith that motherf*cking gladiator manner of rappingAs an addict I let percocets and xannies relax meFall back if your paddies is MaxiPleaseOF, sh*t that's all I gotFrom my bigger brother Frankie to my little brother TacFrom that father figure Clancy to that skatey n*gga NaksShredding down 'Fax, Wolf Gang run the f*ckin' blockStorefront, knee tatBook cover is the same lettering on lettermans and cotton socksAnd grip tape... and my shoesUm, I was 15 when I first drew that donut5 years later, for our label yea we own itI started an empire, I ain't even old enoughTo drink a f*ckin' beer, I'm tipsy off this soda popThis is for the niggers in the suburbsAnd the white kids with n*gga friends who say the n-wordAnd the ones that got called weird, fag, b*tch, nerdCause you was into jazz, kitty cats, and Steven SpielbergThey say we ain't actin' rightAlways try to turn our f*ckin' color into black and whiteBut they'll never change 'em, never understand 'emRadical's my anthem, turn my f*ckin' amps upJust admit, not only are we talented, we're rad as f*ckB*tchesOFM, bangin' on your FMGnaw, 2011, yeaGolf Wang

有人评价起北京说唱歌手，总爱把他们定位在商业和地下。其实，严格来说北京说唱已经不存在纯商业和纯地下的了，他们为了生活而被挤压在这两者之间。爱好说唱的人应该先去了解北京说唱的历史，至于是谁把说唱带到北京这个圈子的，这太难追溯了，在说唱轰轰烈烈上演的时候，很多人跻身于这个圈子，由于优胜劣汰的效应，佼佼者就出现了，在2000年的时候，“隐藏”出了他们的第一张专辑，名为《为人民服务》。令人印象深刻的歌曲有《黄皮肤的路》，《说唱体操》，然而传唱最为广泛的就是《在北京》了！隐藏的成员有：王波(MC Webber)马克(sbazzo)老郑(xiv)贺忠(jeff)这四个人。了解的人都知道隐藏到现在都没有解散，不像传言说的那样。后来马克在加拿大和Scars,J-swift等人组建了Bad blood组合，后来马克于05年回到北京，Devil son(在与王波学习的过程中得到了马克的赏识，马克邀请其加入Bad blood)，R2K，Lil’biggy,Young kin,Lil ray加入了Bad 年出现了爽子，原因是因为他写歌骂了Bad blood组合中的DS(Devil son),Young kin,Lil ray和马克，从此北京说唱就划分出了界限，分为南城北城，爽子(南城人)，爽子的行为造成了北京说唱的分裂。而北京说唱的黄金年代就断送在了他的手里！由于爽子的个人行为让大家认为说唱的门槛特别低，此后，出现了了大量的混圈的人。而坚持用心对待说唱的还是大有人在，其中不乏有些优秀的。龙门阵组合，包括张楠，李俊驹，当时还有MC4，和刘佳。后刘佳签了公司当了流行歌手，MC4离开，组建了自己的大肆院。而最早还有戴兵，李小龙等老大哥们。他们有的都结婚生子了，现在的生活重心可能更多的放在了家庭上Raph，现在和王波一起玩乐队，他老婆就是著名时尚摄影师--陈曼！冯笑，代表西外。建立了Fac-d12，最近的专辑于09年发行，专辑名为《坚持到底》。凤凰鸣组合，包括Moses和醉人，Moses是一个音乐高材生。COU组合，包括小老虎和Wutacc，他们是北京第一支传统意义上的爵士说唱组合。in3组合，包括陈浩然，孟国栋，贾伟，陈浩然现在在王波的乐队里吹黑管。“宗”组合，现已解散，创始人是关锐。要说的话，故事是讲不完的，下面只提名，不再做详细介绍，这并不代表他们不重要！组合有：混合体，新街口，龙井，BOK，TMG，Crazy park(已解散)等。个人有：Young cop,Buraki,Y-fader,大卫，杰子，The key,王喆，Black myrder等