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Drakeo the Ruler – 300 Raccs

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Drakeo the Ruler · 300 Raccs · Hip-Hop

Drakeo the Ruler – 300 Raccs official music video

300 Raccs opens on a crowd holding up phone lights in front of a concert stage. The text Drakeo The Ruler appears on screen. A man in a light blue hoodie sits on a hotel bed, counting cash. He raises a hand to his mouth, chains hanging over the hoodie. Bottles crowd a nightstand beside the bed. Bills flutter down around him as he sits on the bed.

A man in a face mask wears a Cold Devil Apparel hoodie. Through a round lens, a man in a Cold Devil Apparel shirt and beanie stands in a house with a patterned floor. A Chucky doll box sits on a shelf. A man sits with cash around him. A man stands on a dark stage, seen from behind. On the bed, cash flies through the air around the man in the hoodie.

He sits in a chair with his hands together, shown through a round lens. A man in a black shirt sits in a chair, chains on his chest. The man in the hoodie tips back a drink. He holds up cash in both hands in his chair. The man in the hoodie holds a bottle up high.

A performer raps on a dark stage with bright lights behind him. The man in black stands on a rug covered in cash. The picture flips upside down on a man in a patterned shirt. Bills cover the rug around his feet. A man in a patterned shirt performs on a stage under red light. He drinks from a bottle in a hotel room.

A man in a ski mask and star shirt stands by a bed. Sneakers are shown close up. A man in a ski mask and star shirt pours a drink into a cup. On a street at night, three men smile at the camera. Three men talk on a street at night. A group of people gathers indoors.

The video ends on a black screen.

Official video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSnbH2Gbpow

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Grab the suit and tie, had to do it to 'em

A title reading Drakeo the Ruler over sneakers, then Drakeo in a light blue hoodie sitting on a hotel bed with cash.

I ain't giving all my time to a goofy nigga

Drop a hundred K on a loser nigga (Laudiano)

A man in a light blue hoodie on a bed counting cash, then a man in a white hoodie with a stack of cash in normal and color-shifted shots.

The first nigga send a mug, I'ma crucify him

When you with the team, know it's do or die

A man in a T-shirt and beanie on a cash-covered rug, seen through a round frame; cut to him reaching toward the camera; cut to a man in a light blue hoodie on a bed, gesturing, twice.

Hope you keep that same energy when it's you and I

Water on my neck, I went scuba diving

A man in a light blue hoodie on a bed, three times; cut to bottles on a nightstand.

This nina fucking everybody, put the coochie on 'em

Kamikaze thoughts, but the doors are suicidal

Bottles including Fanta on a nightstand, Drakeo the Ruler in the hoodie on the bed with a bill in the air, then a masked man in a Cold Devil hoodie in a jewelry store.

If Rami did your pieces, why you always gotta ask sizing?

Don't got the same check, when I flex, I remind niggas

A masked man in a Cold Devil hoodie in a jewelry store, a man on a stage facing a crowd, then a color-inverted shot of a man holding a box.

Back up off my jewelry, it'll blind niggas, I'm different

If we hooping, shit get stupid, is you high, nigga?

A color-inverted shot of a man holding a box, a hand holding up an iced-out pendant, a man in a hoodie on a bed, then a man in a round frame.

Pull up at a nigga school and Columbine niggas

Shooters in the cut with the shy glizzy

A man in a light blue hoodie sits on a bed.

The MAC's supersized, a nigga up and fried 'em

I'm buddies with Tom, I need my space

A man in a Cold Devil T-shirt throwing cash, a shelf with a Chucky doll box, then a man in a hoodie on a bed with cash falling.

Find me boosting up the crime rate if crime pays

The last nigga lost his head talking 'bout I'm gay

Drakeo the Ruler in a Cold Devil T-shirt and beanie on a cash-covered rug, then in the light blue hoodie on the bed.

Shots fired, hitting hard as Bombay

These streets, I got the key to, nigga, santé

A man in a black T-shirt and beanie on a cash-covered rug, twice; cut to a man in a light jacket seen from behind on a stage, twice.

My flu flammer niggas know my feng shui

A rug reading Keep Off covered in cash, then Drakeo the Ruler in a light blue hoodie lying on a bed with cash.

Double Ds on the chop, shit get naughty

Put the beam on a nigga, ask Scotty

A man in a light blue hoodie lying on a bed in tilted shots, then a man in a Cold Devil T-shirt sitting in a chair making hand signs.

Here, put this bag in your stomach, nigga, potty

.223 shells, ain't carrying no shotty

A man in a black T-shirt in a chair; cut to an upside-down shot of a man in a light blue hoodie; cut to the hoodie man on a bed, twice.

Got Shanaynay in the whip, she's a hottie

Bitch, I'm Drakeo, I am not no role model, I'm hot-headed

A man in a light blue hoodie on a bed, twice; cut to a man in a black T-shirt in a chair; cut to an upside-down shot.

Can a dog get a bone? Pippi Long made him drop dead

I ain't even finna play with a stock clip

A man in a light blue hoodie drinking on a bed, then a man in a Cold Devil T-shirt and beanie on a cash-covered rug.

Catch me beating on his head with these chop rounds

He tried to eat a two piece and got knocked down

Upside-down shots of a man in a black T-shirt holding cash, twice; cut to a man in a light blue hoodie pouring from a bottle, twice.

Heard my presence in the room, make the spot hot

I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I got my chop

A man in a light blue hoodie pouring from a bottle; cut to a man in a white star T-shirt and chains; cut back to the hoodie man, twice.

Foreigns on the corner, bitch, this my block

Confirmed kills, we ain't sending out no pop shots

Drakeo the Ruler in a light blue hoodie on the bed, then in a Cold Devil T-shirt on a cash-covered rug, then a bright blue screen with a round cutout.

Couple mops in the car, I'm with the shotters

If you go against the team, you don dada

A blue screen with a round cutout; cut to a man in a light blue hoodie pouring a drink; cut to a man in a black T-shirt in a chair, twice.

Talk beef, we gon' turn it into lobster

Ruth's Chris, I just caught another body

A man in a Cold Devil T-shirt sitting in a chair, then a man in a light blue hoodie on a bed holding a bottle as cash falls.

I'm partying with lil' Meech, we at Papi's

That's the mob, bitch, I feel like John Gotti

A performer on a stage with a microphone before a crowd holding up phone lights, then Drakeo the Ruler in a Cold Devil T-shirt on a cash-covered rug.

All I need is Ben Franklin aside me

Bruce Lee kicks, this chopper know karate

A man in a light blue hoodie pouring a drink, twice; cut to a man in a black T-shirt on a cash-covered rug, twice.

Work him out, nigga should've knew Pilates

You's a bitch and them niggas you with caca

A man in a white patterned T-shirt and white beanie performing with a microphone, then Drakeo the Ruler in a Cold Devil T-shirt in a chair counting cash.

Two chains on, I'm finna start a riot

Drakeo the Ruler in a Cold Devil T-shirt and beanie standing on a cash-covered rug, seen through a round frame.

Get the uchies, now my Insta' going private

Never speak on what you really do in private

A patterned bag on a bed.

Any nigga can get touched with the Midas

Drakeo the Ruler in a light blue hoodie on the bed opening a bottle of Fanta.

From California, in my city, I'm an icon

Los Scandalous, I grew up with the pythons

A figure on a stage with a crowd holding up phone lights, then Drakeo the Ruler in a light blue hoodie drinking from a Fanta bottle on the bed.

I get dough, I be kicking it with Tyquan

He portraying he a killer 'cause his mic on

A man in a white ski mask stands in a room.

Bygones be bygones, I'm not that guy

I can't be that high, gold bottles, baptize 'em

A man in a patterned T-shirt and beanie holding cash to his ear, then Drakeo the Ruler in the light blue hoodie on the bed.

Niggas get wrapped for me, F&Ns and MACs on me

Do I even gotta say three hundred racks by me?

A man in a Cold Devil T-shirt sitting in a chair in a round frame, then a man in a light blue hoodie on a bed, then a bed with a black circle effect.

Niggas get wrapped for me, F&Ns and MACs on me

Do I even gotta say three hundred racks on me? Ugh

A bed with a black circle effect, a hand over stacks of cash, a man in a white mask raising his hand, then a jeweled figurine.

Shit, you know the truth

A jeweled figurine; cut to a man on a bed holding cash to his face, twice; cut to colorful sneakers.

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