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Got a banger to this how can I cop

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Ts hard how can I use it?

Im like fuck doin drive bys im tryna walk em dwn wAlk ups broad day lights out stick heem up had 3 check around his neck

Shits fire🔥

Dis tuff not gon lie

Hardt

This a real s5 beat keep dropping like this

If you ready to make some noise lemme know I be knocking 10 songs out the park daily, I’m mainly a ghost writer but I’d fw one of yo beats fasholy

How much f4r this????📵

I’m gassin dis !

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ts hard asl no bap 🔥

This bih hard

Piggies gettin sick of me oppys tryna insta beef

This banditdamacks beat

] When killers come around, they head down My opps like my music, they ain't my opps, they fanned out Choppers out the roof, dreads hangin', dropouts After they homie got popped, they don't pop out Niggas always actin' like they gang, but not down She see the Carti on me, now she love me now Could've bought a plain jane, I bust it down I was in that thing doin' my thing, goin' round for round [Verse] Life we living, you might not make it, so make it count Made it far even though they doubt Stuff an opp inside a 'Wood, I'm in the clouds Thеy know we comin' with the straps, no pat-downs Really camе from nothing, so these diamonds motivation Walk in the court with shackles, gang and shit was waitin' Hopin' I get probation, I still think about escapin' Hot car on the E-way, police think we racin' They was stickin' to the code until we broke it Niggas bums, we outside, you niggas bogus Pour that Ace 'til I can't focus I'm in a foreign with a Ruger [Chorus] When killers come around, they head down My opps like my music, they ain't my opps, they fanned out Choppers out the roof, dreads hangin', dropouts After they homie got popped, they don't pop out Niggas always actin' like they gang, but not down She see the Carti on me, now she love me now Could've bough

We ain’t gon leave they block Til we hear sirens Lil Brodie caught a body And he went silent

Sheesh I'ma need this

Getting dis gang🔥

Getting dis gang🔥

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What snap sfx do u use ?

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How much

I've heard all your releases, you're one of the best

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fire

Ur fantastic producer, preciate any feedback

We would never get a s5 ank r3 collab again 🤦🏾‍♂️💔

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Sign Up What They Talking Bout Stoneda5th Lyrics About Comments 12 See rap shows near Los Angeles Get tickets as low as $25 What They Talking Bout Lyrics [Intro] (Run that back, West) [Chorus] What they talkin' 'bout? .223s'll walk him down and his lil' homies Mama said I don't need friends 'cause they not for me I just stomped an opp face, me and all my homies They was tryna go to war until we brought it to 'em If you ain't tryna get a million, what you really doin'? If we run into them people, everybody shootin' If we run into the jakes, everybody runnin' 4M 779 Mozzy 'IF I DIE RIGHT NOW' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified    NOW PLAYING  [Verse] Tryna dodge the snakes 'cause I see 'em comin' Remember posted on the block lettin' shells fly Keep a weapon case they slidе by I don't know if you gon' shoot, but I'ma bang mine You can't slide, he might tеll if they offer time Police always solve the crime 'cause we always robbin' They said I came up way too fast, they say I had perfect timing I had to snake out all my bros 'cause I can't let 'em get me Bitch, I ain't change up, out the coupe, had to load up fifty He got hit a couple times, think he braindead We just keep uppin' the score, we want 'em all dead He seen that fully go through his homie's skull, we got him scared for life [Chorus] What they talkin' 'bout? .223s'll walk him down and his lil' homies Mama said I don't need friends 'cause they not for me I just stomped an opp face, me and all my homies They was tryna go to war until we brought it to 'em If you ain't tryna get a million, what you really doin'? If we run into them people, everybody shootin' If we run into the jakes, everybody runnin'

Sign Up What They Talking Bout Stoneda5th Lyrics About Comments 12 See rap shows near Los Angeles Get tickets as low as $25 What They Talking Bout Lyrics [Intro] (Run that back, West) [Chorus] What they talkin' 'bout? .223s'll walk him down and his lil' homies Mama said I don't need friends 'cause they not for me I just stomped an opp face, me and all my homies They was tryna go to war until we brought it to 'em If you ain't tryna get a million, what you really doin'? If we run into them people, everybody shootin' If we run into the jakes, everybody runnin' [Verse] Tryna dodge the snakes 'cause I see 'em comin' Remember posted on the block lettin' shells fly Keep a weapon case they slidе by I don't know if you gon' shoot, but I'ma bang mine You can't slide, he might tеll if they offer time Police always solve the crime 'cause we always robbin' They said I came up way too fast, they say I had perfect timing I had to snake out all my bros 'cause I can't let 'em get me Bitch, I ain't change up, out the coupe, had to load up fifty He got hit a couple times, think he braindead We just keep uppin' the score, we want 'em all dead He seen that fully go through his homie's skull, we got him scared for life [Chorus] What they talkin' 'bout? .223s'll walk him down and his lil' homies Mama said I don't need friends 'cause they not for me I just stomped an opp face, me and all my homies They was tryna go to war until we brought it to 'em If you ain't tryna get a million, what you really doin'? If we run into them people, everybody shootin' If we run into the jakes, everybody runnin'

Sign Up 24th to 32nd Stoneda5th Lyrics About Comments 11 See rap shows near Los Angeles Get tickets as low as $25 24th to 32nd Lyrics [Intro: Lil JayRollin] Westside, nigga, this Lil JayRollin, cuz Shout out my young nigga S5 and [?] I love you cuz, [?], nigga You already know, on the dead homies, cuz [Verse 1: Stoneda5th] 24 [?], we well-known for hoppin' out on feet I know a couple opps that told, but they still walk the streets Five-seveN Ruger take his soul if he bang UFC [?], run my fades before I went to sleep See an opp, burn him up, they can't walk the main line The homie told me he was facing time, we was on FaceTime Every time they diss the gang, another opp die We know the truth, you told the truth when they offered you life 5.57 hit his head and got stuck in his skull If they slide, you gon' choke, free Grimey Dawg, free the Locs YTB don't hang with brokes, I've been tryna tag a toe I've been tryna up the score, if we trippin', we ain't do it He can't be from where I'm from, we ain't doin' recruitings If they spinnin' 'round this block, ain't no duckin', we shootin' Infant squabble anybody, ain't no picking and choosing He was dissing for attention, so he died by his self Gave him thirty-three shots 'cause he kept yellin' I had to run fades in the pit, ain't no backpedaling We all had straps, CRASH burnt us and we all bailed The homie got booked for a body, couldn't post no bail I ain't worried 'bout havin' friends, we all dyin' by ourself Another opp died, it's a cold bummer Shut the garage, light him up, gave him cold thunder Ain't worried 'bout you bitches, you bitches basic Gang slidin' by myself, don't need an allegation Everybody not your friend, gotta keep your distance I ain't want a scope, done hopped out for my first mission Glock 26, I'ma do life, I end up slippin' 44.6K Charlie Puth 'Hero' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified  NOW PLAYING    [Chorus: TC4] Ayy, gang slidin', hit that block, then make that left Where are these niggas at that be sayin' fuck the set? Pull up on my opp bitch, she know she come with a check You ain't never slid or did shit, you get no respect Ayy, gang slidin', hit that block, then make that left Where are these niggas at that be sayin' fuck the set? Pull up on my opp bitch, she know she come with a check You ain't never slid or did shit, you get no respect [Verse 2: TC4] We ran that nigga out the set, but you still hangin' with him It's politics with any nigga, ain't no favoritism You seen an opp and ain't do shit, why you bangin', nigga? They peace treatin', that's the reason I don't hang with niggas Ayy [?] this shit get lonely And if you really want my head, you gotta come show me I got it on me, you get- I barely fight my homies And I been fucked up in the head since they took Goldy Game time, we drop shells, lookin' like the beach Nigga ask me where I'm from, West Coast, 30th Street We had to X some niggas out, can't let myself sink I had a dream I chased you down, now I feel like Meek And we be posted at the park, but we don't like to play I'm twenty-one, but I be always yellin' 30s Gang And if they catch me with my brother, still don't know his name Play dumb and get to actin' like I'm Marlon Wayans

Sign Up Not on Dat OTM Lyrics About Tracklist Comments 14 See rap shows near Los Angeles Get tickets as low as $25 Not on Dat Lyrics [Intro: Duffy] Nigga Type of shit we on, bitch niggas know they not on that Nigga (Reconboy) Bitch (Run that back, West) Yeah [Verse 1: Duffy] Fuck the tough talk, the uchies what impress me I got the drop, I'm finna rock out, Elvis Presley Too icy, all this water on me, grab the jet-ski It's Jet Li and Jackie Chan kickin', thank you, Mei Ling Clearly gettin' it, bitch, we winnin', they don't understand Cold demons here, the city hate to see an avalanche Another day up on the mud, I'm tryna blow some bands Mud walking all through Neiman Marcus, seen a 'fit and bled Charlie Puth 'Hero' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified     [Chorus: Duffy] Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Thе type of shit we on, thesе niggas really ain't on that Niggas gay, they makin' California look bad Pop it to me like he stupid, think I booked after him Shit, nigga Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Nigga, bitch The type of shit we on, these niggas really not on that [Verse 2: BluePesos] Sneaky threats about the team, he got booked after .223s hit him in his chest, watch his soul shatter Wait, huh, who doin' what? That was by plannin' This a suit that'll compliment your new casket She see these VVs bling blingin', now she fascinated Why you let them niggas hype you up? Now your head deflated I see uchies behind the door, I'ma Jackie Chan it They love that lil' dance I do, I'm just used to winnin' You's a freak, though, easy call, fundamentals 808s beatin' down his block, I'm playin' instrumentals Ten thousand for the feature or you can just forget it 2022, you still broke? How? It's so simple [Chorus: Duffy] Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? The type of shit we on, these niggas really ain't on that Niggas gay, they makin' California look bad Pop it to me like he stupid, think I booked after him Shit, nigga Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Nigga, bitch The type of shit we on, these niggas really not on that [Verse 3: Stoneda5th] She believe in Jesus, but she callin' me her father Pull up in the Benz, pop him up in his Impala If we get shot, then only shottas on the roster When the brodie got put on, turned to a monster Talkin' bullets through his brain, no need for a doctor Shut the back door Nigga come in through the front and get his ass smoked Bring him to the deep end, we gon' snatch his soul Roll his brother in a 'Wood since he tryna troll Shittin' on the opps, it's never gettin' old Bounce out with a hoodie, it wasn't even cold Run my fade and put my Carti on [Verse 4: R3 Da Chilliman] Famous and rich, still on the block like I ain't worth nothin' The slap got a switch on it, I'm tryna hurt somethin' Bigger, smarter, so? Still get popped Chunky diamonds like I don't know grown men watch He don't got his own motion, he always need a play I'm big ballin', blew your stash at Neimans today Bands in every single pocket, I'm Mr. Chilli I'm who they want, so I got bitches in every city I'ma give him all these bullets like he asked for these Six thousand on the 'fit, it's a masterpiece Nigga only hate my guts 'cause his boo got hit He probably sip a lil' juice, but I abuse that shit [Chorus: Duffy] Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? The type of shit we on, these niggas really ain't on that Niggas gay, they makin' California look bad Pop it to me like he stupid, think I booked after him Shit, nigga Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Nigga, bitch The type of shit we on, these niggas really not on that, nigga [Outro] (Reconboy) (Run that back, West) You might also like Scram OTM Holy Ghost OTM Cliff Hanger (Remix) OTM Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? Sign up and drop some knowledge Start the song bio Q&A Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning Ask a question Who produced “Not on Dat” by OTM? When did OTM release “Not on Dat”? Who wrote “Not on Dat” by OTM? Fucced Em’ (2022) OTM 1. Holy Ghost (Unreleased) 2. Not on Dat 3. Scram (Unreleased) 4. Not That Hard (Unreleased) 5. For the Record (Unreleased) 6. Pippy & Shanaynay (Unreleased) 7. Hells Kitchen (Unreleased) 8. Ruff Ryders (Unreleased) 9. Stincs Boutabag (Unreleased) 10. Adios (Unreleased) 11. Billy Western (Unreleased) 12. Its a Blizzard (Unreleased) Credits Featuring R3 Da Chilliman & Stoneda5th Producers Reconboy & RTB West Writers Blue Pesos, Duffy (OTM), R3 Da Chilliman, Stoneda5th, Reconboy & RTB West Release Date September 21, 2022 Tags RapHip-HopWest Coast Rap Expand Comments Add a comment Get the conversation started Be the first to comment Sign Up And Drop Knowledge 🤓 Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. 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Thе type of shit we on, thesе niggas really ain't on that Niggas gay, they makin' California look bad Pop it to me like he stupid, think I booked after him Shit, nigga Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Nigga, bitch The type of shit we on, these niggas really not on that [Verse 2: BluePesos] Sneaky threats about the team, he got booked after .223s hit him in his chest, watch his soul shatter Wait, huh, who doin' what? That was by plannin' This a suit that'll compliment your new casket She see these VVs bling blingin', now she fascinated Why you let them niggas hype you up? Now your head deflated I see uchies behind the door, I'ma Jackie Chan it They love that lil' dance I do, I'm just used to winnin' You's a freak, though, easy call, fundamentals 808s beatin' down his block, I'm playin' instrumentals Ten thousand for the feature or you can just forget it 2022, you still broke? How? It's so simple [Chorus: Duffy] Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? The type of shit we on, these niggas really ain't on that Niggas gay, they makin' California look bad Pop it to me like he stupid, think I booked after him Shit, nigga Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Nigga, bitch The type of shit we on, these niggas really not on that [Verse 3: Stoneda5th] She believe in Jesus, but she callin' me her father Pull up in the Benz, pop him up in his Impala If we get shot, then only shottas on the roster When the brodie got put on, turned to a monster Talkin' bullets through his brain, no need for a doctor Shut the back door Nigga come in through the front and get his ass smoked Bring him to the deep end, we gon' snatch his soul Roll his brother in a 'Wood since he tryna troll Shittin' on the opps, it's never gettin' old Bounce out with a hoodie, it wasn't even cold Run my fade and put my Carti on [Verse 4: R3 Da Chilliman] Famous and rich, still on the block like I ain't worth nothin' The slap got a switch on it, I'm tryna hurt somethin' Bigger, smarter, so? Still get popped Chunky diamonds like I don't know grown men watch He don't got his own motion, he always need a play I'm big ballin', blew your stash at Neimans today Bands in every single pocket, I'm Mr. Chilli I'm who they want, so I got bitches in every city I'ma give him all these bullets like he asked for these Six thousand on the 'fit, it's a masterpiece Nigga only hate my guts 'cause his boo got hit He probably sip a lil' juice, but I abuse that shit [Chorus: Duffy] Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? The type of shit we on, these niggas really ain't on that Niggas gay, they makin' California look bad Pop it to me like he stupid, think I booked after him Shit, nigga Another opp up in my DM, I'm like where he at? Nigga, bitch The type of shit we on, these niggas really not on that, nigga [Outro] (Reconboy) (Run that back, Cliff Hanger (Remix) OTM Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? 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All my niggas gettin' money, send a package down the way When this chopper hit his ass, watch him do the Harlem Shake Never see you in the kitchen, boy, you hardly movin' weight Holdin' up that lil' chain in them pictures, boy, it's fake Spin your block, now it's wrapped in yellow tape Juvie with the tooly, Durk and Trey, them my snakes Manu Ginóbili, a sharp shooter, free my ape Niggas talkin' 'bout ballin', let me know where your pape' Book me for a show, we ain't worried, we got Drac' Told my daughter watch my soda,

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i done heard dis sample so many times , but i fw this one doe