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And Then What
Maybe he brought it on himself when he said he wanted to sign Ja Rule back in our March 2005 issue. Or maybe it was inking up a trifecta of hip-hop heavyweight acts over the year that led to the ongoing frenzy of speculation. Whatever the reason, it seems like every up-and-coming, already here or over-the-hill rapper has been rumored to be signing with 50 Cent’s G-Unit Records this year. So, XXL kicks off our annual Love/Hate issue with the Wheel of G-Unit Fortune. On it are some of our favorite rappers most rumored to be joining Fif’s team. Who will be the next lucky artist to win the spin?
Throw It Back
No-no-notorious, notorious! You know her name. You know her nickname. The stories Karrine Steffans told in her best-selling tell-all had the hip-hop world in a tizzy this past summer. And, yeah, spilling the beans brought her a lot of heat. Is she apologizing? HELL No!
So Many Diamonds
How big can G-Unit get? Last summer, 50 Cent went out and rounded up a bunch of ringers and brought them into a stable already full to the point of bursting. As Mobb Deep, M.O.P., and Ma$e join 50 and co. on a full-fledged European invasion—storming studios and stages and a castle in southern France—it’s hard to keep all the names straight, never mind the personalities, the schedules, the paperwork… Mon Dieu, the logistics of building an empire!
Ain’t Got Time For Gamez
It’s been a heckuva year for H-Town’s Mike Jones. But success attracts a whole different type of crowd, and now the platinum rapper is under siege by the boppers and the men in black.
I Ain’t Mad at Cha
President Carter campaigns for peace. Continental Airlines Arena, East Rutherford, N.J., October 27, 2005
Do Your Thing
Issue 77
January // February 2006
Issue 77
Whoa
She’s bald, sexy and untamed. Can you handle a shot of Remy with no chaser?
They Don’t Know
It’s been six long years since the Terror Squad’s femme fatale first flowed ferocious. Now, with her solo album finally on its way, Remy Ma is stepping out from behind the extralarge shadows of Fat Joe and the late Big Pun to make moves on her own.
Say It Again
Damn! Their history with the record industry is starting to sound like a broken record. Everybody knows ’em, everybody loves ’em, but Atlanta’s Youngbloodz can’t catch a break. Still, you think Sean Paul and J-Bo would give up? What you drankin’, patna?
Still Lives Through
What’s it like to lose everything you own? In the wake of Hurricane Katrina, New Orleans’ favorite son Juvenile is faced with the biggest reality check of his life. More than just rebuilding his house, he wants to reconstruct an entire community. ‘Nolia, clap back.
Back Atcha
Issue 76