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Definitely doing a remix to this

this is amazing

Nah this is the one fr

The world needed this

hihats are missing reverb and 808 pattern wrong and rhodes loop has weird cut at the end of the loop and some other mixing is off.

what are the presets for the melody?

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yo this went so fire. i shi yt my sef

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A velka jebačina s previše načina Kurvice sada me gledaju I vadim sto zelim i moram Da znaju da gledaju redamo redovno Daj mi te usne i evo ti rajfešus previse pricate burice I napravim lika da nestane isto ko otac od jeftine kujice Rasta u peleni bio je kad sam getovo dole sa svojima Platio onlyfans onda sam skonto da kurva je moja i rodbina Ubijem beat isto ko hitler kad ubije naše i vaše A ja sam ti on a rijeci su zrtve a mikrofon logor pa cinim ih mrtve A previse litara vutre i kila od vodke A to nema smisla Saljem joj story i tjeram je horny da bude al mala je pizda Na ruci mi ovo na zglobu mi ovo al boli me kurac za sve to Tvoji poletjeli s krilima duhovi ja sam sa privatnim letom Klinci u steku sa kesom U rajvosi radimo s poznatom smjesom I ovde mjesecima kurcenje s tjestom A cifre ledene na svakoj je 500 200 na sat kada radimo s parama Kurva mlatara pa onda šamaram je Vani svi napolje sinove tatine Pljujemo dupe od platine A naše je naselje krvavo nasilje

You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor Takin' pictures 'cause you miss me (I know you miss me) You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor Fuckin' niggas 'cause you miss me (You just want attention) You can sleep with half the world Bet you still won't forget me (On God) You could find love, get married, have kids I'd still be realest nigga to hit it (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up) I was gettin' some head earlier And you crossed my mind (Straight up) I'm as solid as they come, but you crossed the line (21) Yeah, you best start keepin' it real, I can see the signs (On God) When it came to havin' your back, I'm so real I prolly would've gave you my spine (Straight up) I'd rather have loyalty than love 'Cause love really don't mean jack (Straight up) See love is just a feeling You can love somebody and still stab them in the back (Oh God) It don't take much to love You can love somebody just by being attached (21) See loyalty is a action You can love or hate me and still have my back (Facts) I gave you my all (My all) You was my dawg (You was my dawg) I would have went to war with the world on your call (On your call) Thought you had my back (Nah) You let me fall (Let me fall) You healed my pain (My pain) Then you caused it (Then you caused it) Now I gotta ball without you (Straight up) Now I gotta ball (Straight up) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21) Now I gotta ball without you (Pow) Now I gotta ball (Now I gotta ball) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21, 21) You crossed me once, it's fuck you forever (Straight up) Middle school got my heart broke Stop writin' love letters (21) Hard cold, yeah, so cold had to buy the Moncler sweater (Oh God) Valentines Day she ripped the card And urinated on the rose petals (Damn) You was my rock, heavy metal Now you ain't shit to me (Facts) I thought it was a love, until I woke up And had an epiphany (21) Keep the fame and keep the love Just give me the loyality (On God) Nefertiti, King Tut I treat you like royality (Fact) I just wish your love wouldn't fade away Even when the smoke clear, I'm here to stay Don't you ever let a nigga take my place Would you be around if I had minimum wage? I gave you my all (My all) You was my dawg (You was my dawg) I would have went to war With the world on your call (On your call) Thought you had my back (Nah) You let me fall (Let me fall) You healed my pain (My pain) Then you caused it (Then you caused it) Now I gotta ball without you (Straight up) Now I gotta ball (Straight up) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21) Now I gotta ball without you (Pow) Now I gotta ball (Now I gotta ball) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21, 21)

holy I am still playing this. If you go up 1,000 my bad 🤣🤣🤣🤣👈🏽👈🏽😎

tovarasii coaie imi ziceau badaran cand le spuneam ca n aveam nici un ban scot pistolu de ncepe sa vorbeasca n o sa ma vezi vreodata c o zdreanta proasta nu ne arde de glume ca asta ne e stilu tarfo da ne kilu venim te marcam iti lasam semne pe fata daca curge sange tot nu ne patam trag din pistoale le o dau in mare cand vad girofare vad rosu n tinta imi prezint numaru cand le o dau tare degeaba o incerci asta mi e scopu vad clubu cum sare ha, am un rolex tarfo prezidential ye prezidential ye, ai vazut ca n piese am potential ye, potential ye, potential ye m am saturat de traperi nu e pentru voi stilu asta muzical va storc pe toti nu ma intorc goana dupa primu loc eu port lui ca sunt din viata cu el si nu ai loc

I would love to use these beats

This goes crazy yo visualizer is hard too

gas brodie!!

put pop smoke dior over this instrumental! ITSSS FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You got I use a sample from poison

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wow the visuals are amazing

NFS Heat Night Cruising 🔥🔥

Banger for real, subb on u

Great work! This is the only one on RUclips I found that got the 808's right.

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That Kel-Tec kick, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Yeah, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh New Kel-Tec, bitch, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Disrespect then I'm gon' take your breath, uh, uh, uh In the trap, whip crack and crystal meth, uh, uh, uh In a sec', intercept, cut your stom', case you say shit I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it And her pussy wet, huh, just like a slip n' slide She gon' let me fuck, huh, yeah, I get inside Chopper heat seeker, run, but you can't hide Police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride, ayy Codeine with the Percs Take too many, feel like I'ma die, ayy I can't go out like that Ain't tryna make my mama cry, ayy Chopper with a thirty in that I pull up on him, leave him traumatized, ayy I can change anything got them Obama eyes, ayy Bitch, I be sicker than syphilis Fuck nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of 'em, uh My eyes go blacker then licorice I hit a lick and I ended up killin' 'em, uh She tell me I taste just like a lollipop She can't stop lickin' me, uh Bitch I'm the GOAT, bitch, you suck You wanna fight? Bitch, what's up? Um, every day I'm on go mode With a four-oh up in my pants Slump off of the Percs and the codeine No more can I ever do Xans Um, I take drugs when I'm copin', uh Mama told me it turned to a dope fiend, uh Niggas in jail droppin' the soap like what? I heard that that was your homie, yeah I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it Haha, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay Huh, yeah, huh Fuck all these other goofy ass niggas, man Fuck all these fuck niggas Ain't trippin' off no regular old bitch Uh-uh, No Limit Gang, huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Double that, yeah, huh, triple that, yeah, huh Yeah, quadruple that, huh, yeah, huh, yeah One more, that's five times platinum, huh, yeah

What a wonderful beat bro🔥

fire beat

Hard beat, that rx7 too clean 🔥

This is hella 🔥 When did you start making beats

Dope 🔥

the atmosphere in this is so good bro, subbed 🔥Love Harnett Media too, the video

Damn bro sometimes I wish I came up with heat like this🔥🔥🔥 I gotta sub man🙏🏾🙏🏾🙌🏾

This a heater 🔥

This is fyeee bro! 🔥🔥🔥

Yessir! Those hihats go stupid! 🔥🔥

Bro what choir???? 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Whoa Whoa, whoa You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor Takin' pictures 'cause you miss me (I know you miss me) You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor Fuckin' niggas 'cause you miss me (You just want attention) You can sleep with half the world Bet you still won't forget me (On God) You could find love, get married, have kids I'd still be realest nigga to hit it (Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up) I was gettin' some head earlier And you crossed my mind (Straight up) I'm as solid as they come, but you crossed the line (21) Yeah, you best start keepin' it real, I can see the signs (On God) When it came to havin' your back, I'm so real I prolly would've gave you my spine (Straight up) I'd rather have loyalty than love 'Cause love really don't mean jack (Straight up) See love is just a feeling You can love somebody and still stab them in the back (Oh God) It don't take much to love You can love somebody just by being attached (21) See loyalty is a action You can love or hate me and still have my back (Facts) I gave you my all (My all) You was my dawg (You was my dawg) I would have went to war with the world on your call (On your call) Thought you had my back (Nah) You let me fall (Let me fall) You healed my pain (My pain) Then you caused it (Then you caused it) Now I gotta ball without you (Straight up) Now I gotta ball (Straight up) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21) Now I gotta ball without you (Pow) Now I gotta ball (Now I gotta ball) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21, 21) You crossed me once, it's fuck you forever (Straight up) Middle school got my heart broke Stop writin' love letters (21) Hard cold, yeah, so cold had to buy the Moncler sweater (Oh God) Valentines Day she ripped the card And urinated on the rose petals (Damn) You was my rock, heavy metal Now you ain't shit to me (Facts) I thought it was a love, until I woke up And had an epiphany (21) Keep the fame and keep the love Just give me the loyality (On God) Nefertiti, King Tut I treat you like royality (Fact) I just wish your love wouldn't fade away Even when the smoke clear, I'm here to stay Don't you ever let a nigga take my place Would you be around if I had minimum wage? I gave you my all (My all) You was my dawg (You was my dawg) I would have went to war With the world on your call (On your call) Thought you had my back (Nah) You let me fall (Let me fall) You healed my pain (My pain) Then you caused it (Then you caused it) Now I gotta ball without you (Straight up) Now I gotta ball (Straight up) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21) Now I gotta ball without you (Pow) Now I gotta ball (Now I gotta ball) Now I gotta ball without you (21) Now I gotta ball (21, 21)

Pure talented producer........this one is Beast +1 📀📀

I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' them Had 'em competin' tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I run this shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the groove and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they're gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess He was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can't relate to me 'cause I be poppin' And put in they face, let them see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin' Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back Forth with niggas, 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turned 8 million right until I'm a quarterback Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back, 24 (woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the Crock-Pot like it's Betty They say the drop hot, and it's ready Might stretch it out but it ain't fetti (yes) Say my dawg doin' time, but I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dawg stabbed his celly, he told me the whole story over the celly (brr, hello?) Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly', no I can't not say who, no telly My head gettin' heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool So, that means you an Aries I told her, "Gotta go, " she said, "You serious?" Diamonds cold, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave We mix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three, like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Send my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up My cars look different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spend me a hundred on Chevy's You can take me out the hood But you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousand like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself out my position, who doin' that?

999 Shit‼️

yo could i use this and ill shout u out too bro?

Intro] Yung Exclusive That Kel-Tec kick, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Yeah, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh New Kel-Tec, bitch, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Disrespect then I'm gon' take your breath, uh, uh, uh In the trap, whip crack and crystal meth, uh, uh, uh In a sec', intercept, cut your stom', case you say shit [Chorus] I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On my gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it, uh [Verse] And her pussy wet, huh, just like a slip n' slide She gon' let me fuck, huh, yeah, I get inside Chopper heat seeker, run, but you can't hide Police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride, ayy Codeine with the Percs, take too many, feel like I'ma die, ayy I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry, ayy Chopper with a thirty in that, I pull up on him, leave him traumatized, ayy I can change anything, got them Obama eyes, ayy Bitch, I be sicker than syphilis Fuck nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of 'em, uh My eyes go blacker than licorice I hit a lick and I ended up killin' 'em, uh She tell me I taste just like a lollipop She can't stop lickin' me, uh Bitch, I'm the GOAT, bitch, you suck You wanna fight? Bitch, what's up? Um, every day I'm on go mode with a four-oh up in my pants Slump off of the Percs and the codeine, no more can I ever do Xans Um, I take drugs when I'm copin', uh Mama told me it turned to a dope fiend, uh Niggas in jail droppin' the soap like what? I heard that that was your homie, yeah [Chorus] I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On my gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it, uh [Outro] Haha, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, okay, okay okay okay Huh, yeah, huh Fuck all these other goofy ass niggas, man Fuck all these fuck niggas Ain't trippin' off no regular old bitch Uh-uh, No Limit Gang, huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Double that, yeah, huh, triple that, yeah, huh Yeah, quadruple that, huh, yeah, huh, yeah One more, that's five times platinum, huh, yeah

This going crazy bro 🔥🔥🔥

Will I have problems if I make a song w this beat I saw that u r cool with it in the comment section but can Juices label delete it or strike me?

the way nav just says “yeh y e a a aaaaa, Yeh”

Please drop the instrumental🙏🏾

Yung Exclusive That Kel-Tec kick, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Yeah, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh New Kel-Tec, bitch, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Disrespect then I'm gon' take your breath, uh, uh, uh In the trap, whip crack and crystal meth, uh, uh, uh In a sec', intercept, cut your stom', case you say shit I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it And her pussy wet, huh, just like a slip n' slide She gon' let me fuck, huh, yeah, I get inside Chopper heat seeker, run, but you can't hide Police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride, ayy Codeine with the Percs Take too many, feel like I'ma die, ayy I can't go out like that Ain't tryna make my mama cry, ayy Chopper with a thirty in that I pull up on him, leave him traumatized, ayy I can change anything got them Obama eyes, ayy Bitch, I be sicker than syphilis Fuck nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of 'em, uh My eyes go blacker then licorice I hit a lick and I ended up killin' 'em, uh She tell me I taste just like a lollipop She can't stop lickin' me, uh Bitch I'm the GOAT, bitch, you suck You wanna fight? Bitch, what's up? Um, every day I'm on go mode With a four-oh up in my pants Slump off of the Percs and the codeine No more can I ever do Xans Um, I take drugs when I'm copin', uh Mama told me it turned to a dope fiend, uh Niggas in jail droppin' the soap like what? I heard that that was your homie, yeah I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it Haha, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay Huh, yeah, huh Fuck all these other goofy ass niggas, man Fuck all these fuck niggas Ain't trippin' off no regular old bitch Uh-uh, No Limit Gang, huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Double that, yeah, huh, triple that, yeah, huh Yeah, quadruple that, huh, yeah, huh, yeah One more, that's five times platinum, huh, yeah

999 shit

Fire remix bro! 🔥🔥