Dj Khaled Fed Up Ft. Usher, Young Jeezy, Drake And Rick Ross (directors Cut) New Album 2010 Online

The lights in the warehouse did not flicker; they hummed. Outside, the Miami humidity pressed hard against the metal walls, but inside, the air was freezing and smelled of expensive cologne, Cuban tobacco, and jet fuel.

Across from him, draped over a leather sofa, sat Rick Ross. The Boss was a mountain of calm. He struck a match against the heel of his alligator leather boot, lighting a cigar that cost more than most people's monthly rent. The flame illuminated his dark sunglasses. He took a slow drag and let the smoke billow out like a storm cloud. The lights in the warehouse did not flicker; they hummed

From the far corner of the room, sitting at a baby grand piano that no one had noticed him playing, Usher looked up. He hadn't said a word all night. He wore a black leather vest over a bare chest, his skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. He struck a single, minor chord on the piano. The note hung in the air, melancholic and powerful, vibrating against the heavy bass traps in the walls. The Boss was a mountain of calm

DJ Khaled stood in the center of the room, draped in a black velvet tracksuit that absorbed the harsh glare of the overhead fluorescent grids. He wasn't yelling. Not yet. He was staring at a massive, custom-built soundboard that looked like the cockpit of a stealth bomber. He took a slow drag and let the