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Rick Ross Channels His Inner Adele on "Hello" Remix

Let's check in with Rick Ross, shall we? It's been an interesting year. His legal trouble, including assault and kidnapping charges, were perhaps his biggest headlines of the 2015, and it remains to be seen how the drama will end for the Carol City native. He's currently walking free on...
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Let's check in with Rick Ross, shall we? It's been an interesting year.

His legal troubles, including assault and kidnapping charges, were perhaps his biggest headlines of the 2015, and it remains to be seen how the drama will end for the Carol City native. He's currently walking free on $2 million bail with a shiny ankle bracelet.

There was more beef with longtime foe 50 Cent. Ross' venture into the Wingstop business seems to be going well, and despite being neck-deep in lemon-pepper wings, he's managed to keep off the impressive amount of weight he's lost in the last year (shoutout to pears).

In the midst of all this, Ross dropped one of his best albums in years, Black Dollar, an LP that saw him dive into lyrical territory less diamonds and Champagne and more financial woes and heartache.

Oh, he also joined Snapchat. If you're not following him (ferrarifatboy), you're doing it wrong.

Needless to say, Ross has been incredibly active this year. And he's still finding ways to keep us on our toes. His most recent venture: whipping up a remix of Adele's newest single, "Hello." 
An emotional Adele ballad has to be one of the most unlikely places to find Ross, excluding Transylvania, a Nicholas Sparks novel, underneath your bed, etc.

Adele's song about reuniting with a lost lover starts simply enough, though soon calls of "Maybach Music" echo in the background, a sure sign Ross is on his way.

Rozay starts out his verse with, "I miss you kissing my lips/consoling my confidence," then proceeds to launch into a verse about isolation and heartbreak. Even thugs feel. He growls along for a minute-long verse, building as he goes.

The highlight of the song: "Tears fall all the way to the South of France/Poverty line hang lower than my pants."

Keep us guessing, Rick. It's why we love you.
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