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You good, T-Minus? Niggas been countin' me out I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it, you all on my dick I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get I do not snort powder, I might take a sip I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip I ain't poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death I got a few mil' but not all of them rich What good is the bread if my niggas is broke? What good is first class if my niggas can't sit? That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss They act like two legends cannot coexist But I'd never beef with a nigga for nothin' If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame It won't be 'cause my shit ain't sellin' the same It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers It won't be 'cause some nigga slid in my lane Everything grows, it's destined to change I love you lil' niggas, I'm glad that you came I hope that you scrape every dollar you can I hope you know money won't erase the pain To the OGs, I'm thankin' you now Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now Fuck if you feel me, you ain't got a choice Now I ain't do no promo, still made all that noise This shit gon' be different, I set my intentions I promise to slap all that hate out your voice Niggas been countin' me out I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty But that's how I like it, you all on my dick I just poured somethin' in my cup I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real I'm dead in the middle of two generations I'm little bro and big bro all at once Just left the lab with young 21 Savage I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak Reminded me of young niggas from 'Ville Straight out the projects, no fakin', just honest I wish that he had more guidance, for real Too many niggas in cycle of jail Spending they birthdays inside of a cell We coming from a long bloodline of trauma We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal We hurting our sisters, the babies as well We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well Distorted self image, we set up to fail I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, nigga I just poured somethin' in my cup I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel Promise I am never lettin' up Money in your palm don't make you real Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck Pistol in your hand don't make you real Money in your palm don't make you real Pistol in your hand don't make you real Money in your palm don't make you real

Very slowed

Best version bruh

My name calling all night I can pull the wool while I'm being polite Like, darling calling all night I can be a bull while I'm being polite Like, oh me, oh me oh my I know many women want to be in my life Like, oh me, oh me oh my Why can't every woman end up being my wife? [Pre-Hook] Even if she go away, even if she go away Even if she go away, even if she go away [Hook] I'm a classic man You can be mean when you look this clean, I'm a classic man Calling on me like a young OG, I'm a classic man Your needs get met by the street, elegant old fashioned man Yeah baby I'm a classic man [Verse 2] I burn through the hood like whoa When everybody's feeling so cold I cool like Nat King Cole And niggas get a bit of my glow I got charm like a leprechaun, mummafunka Now y'all fucking with the wrong mummafunka Chief be like a don, mummafunka And we don't live by the law, mummafunka

Even if,he go away I still gotta will gotta eatt.T.

Wow this the best version ive found thank you!

Thank you bruh, this slaps🔥🔥🔥💯💯

Close to the original at 1.25x, and i Love the part at 3:41

So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free Uh, uh huh So what I keep ‘em rolled up Saggin’ my pants not caring what I show Keep it real with my niggas Keep it player for the hoes And look clean don't it? Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it Give me some 501's jeans on and roll joints bigger than King Kong’s fingers And smoke them hoes down ’till they stingers You a class clown and if I skip for the day I’m with you bitch smokin’ grade A You know what? It’s like I’m seventeen again Peach fuzz on my face Lookin’, on the case Tryna find a hella taste Oh My God, I’m on the chase Chevy, its gettin’ kinda heavy, relevant, sellin’ it Dippin’ away, time keep slippin’ away Zip in the safe, flippin’ for pay Tippin’ like I’m drippin’ in paint Up front four blunts, like “Khalifa put the weed in a J” So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free Uh, and now I don't even care 'Cause me and my team in here There's gon' be some weed in the air Tell 'em Mac Blowin' everywhere we goin' And now ya knowin' When I step right up Get my lighter so I can light up That's how it should be done Soon as you thinkin' you're down Find how to turn things around Now things are looking up From the ground up Pound up It's Taylor Gang So turn my sound up And mount up And do my thang Now I'm chillin' Fresh outta class feelin' Like I'm on my own And I could probably own a building Got my own car No job, no children Had this science project Me and Mac killed it T-H-C M-A-C D-E-V H-D-3 High as me This is us We gon' fuss And we gon' fight And we gon' roll And live our life So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free Yea, roll one, smoke one When you live like this you’re supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun So we just, roll one, smoke one When you live like this you’re supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free

Bring this is a disgrace to screw man wtf take this shit off no way in hell is this even remotely playable

Ella no está buscando novio Quiere salir a joder (Ey-yeah) Quiere olvidarse de ese bobo Porque el cabrón le fue infiel (Oh-no-no-no) Le rompieron el corazón y no busca a nadie que se lo reponga Sólo quiere a alguien que se lo ponga Ella quiere un man que no la llame y que no joda Pa' reemplazar al perro que no la valora Quiere aprovechar que estar más buena es más de moda Empezó a meterle al gym desde que quedó sola Las envidiosa' dicen que eso se lo hizo el cirujano Pero es ella misma queriendo salir del daño Quiere salir, fumar, beber Subir un video pa' que lo vea él Pa' que se de cuenta de lo que perdió Pa' que el hijueputa se sienta peor Quiere salir, fumar, beber Subir un video pa' que lo vea él Pa' que se de cuenta de lo que perdió Pa' que el hijueputa se sienta peor Ella no está buscando novio (No busca novio, no) Quiere salir a joder (Ey-yeah) Quiere olvidarse de ese bobo (Ey, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Porque el cabrón le fue infiel (Oh-no-no-no) Y cuando se suelta No existe una amiguita que la pare No quiere un novio pa' rendirle cuentas No necesita ningún HP en el party, que la pare Y cuando se suelta No existe una amiguita que la pare No quiere un novio pa' rendirle cuentas No necesita ningún HP en el party, que la pare Quiere salir, fumar, beber Subir un video pa' que lo vea él Pa' que se de cuenta de lo que perdió Pa' que el hijueputa se sienta peor Quiere salir, fumar, beber Subir un video pa' que lo vea él Pa' que se de cuenta de lo que perdió Pa' que el hijueputa se sienta peor (Peor) Ella no está buscando novio (No busca novio, no) Quiere salir a joder (Ey-yeah) Quiere olvidarse de ese bobo (Ey, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Porque el cabrón le fue infiel (Oh-no-no-no) Ella no está buscando novio (No busca novio, no) Quiere salir a joder, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Para olvidarte de ese bobo Cuenta conmigo, mujer, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

[Intro] Yeah, ayy Look, look (Yeah) [Chorus] Do dirty work like Rodman Crack rock, Rolex, diamonds Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Yeah) Buy brown Rolex, diamonds (Ayy) I do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Crack rock, Rolex, diamonds Gunshot, dog bark, sirens (*Gunshot* *dog barks* *sirens*) Ayy, I do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Ayy) Bodybag, bodybag, pilin' (Yeah) 9-1-1, start dialin' Do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Ayy) See me masked up like Batman (Yeah) Just know that I'm robbin' (Uh) [Verse 1] Just know that I'm mobbin' (Uh) Just left church, I'm wildin' (Uh) Poppin' 'round Rolex diamonds (Uh) Crack rock, Rolex diamonds (Uh, ayy) She don't wanna leave, she vibin' (She vibin') I just left church, I'm wildin' (I'm wildin') Strippers at the crib, I'm wildin' (I'm wildin') Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Woo) Heat it up, heat it up, heat it (Heat) Niggas get shot and don't see it (Pow) I'm ridin', I under-the-seat it I keep it and pray I don't need it I feel like it's fake, just tell me it's real It's really big, it's not a big deal No, I never killed nobody But somethin' about me just tells you I will If you're not my friend, I don't fake it, I never Young nigga wrapped in some Mason Margiela (Woo) Two icy chains on top of my sweater This is success from my latest endeavors I knock 'em around, I guess they're not together If I'm messin' with her, I'm makin' her better If she wanna come and play Jenga, I let her If she from the hood, I can take her wherever Don't talk to no cops, I ain't makin' no statements (Ayy) I bought it cash, I ain't makin' no payments I gave it to DJs and they never played it Except for the hood, in the ghetto I'm famous Got strikes on my record (Yep), Louis is checkered (Yep) She gave it to me, I ain't have to finesse it (No) Two prayin' hands, I know I'm protected (Ayy) Bitch I'm the G.O.A.T., Lord is my shepherd (Hit it) [Chorus] Do dirty work like Rodman Crack rock, Rolex, diamonds Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Yeah) Buy brown Rolex, diamonds (Ayy) I do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Crack rock, Rolex, diamonds Gunshot, dog bark, sirens (*Gunshot* *dog barks* *sirens*) Ayy, I do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Ayy) Bodybag, bodybag, pilin' (Yeah) 9-1-1, start dialin' Do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Ayy) See me masked up like Batman (Yeah) Just know that I'm robbin' [Verse 2] Beat it up, beat it up, beat it (Ayy) Hit it and pray I don't seed it (Ayy) My bro want the bitch and I leave it (I leave it) I just want the pussy, don't need it (No) Might hit the L, but I can't take a loss (No) I throw it up and she takin' it off (Yeah) I hit the Henny, it help with the sauce Numb on the Henny, it never get soft (Ayy) Y'all niggas livin' in luxury (Word) Where I'm from, living's a luxury (Ayy) Niggas been shootin' all summer long You would think this is the summer league I was in hoopties and they wasn't with me (No) Wheel used to shake when it did over 60 (Ayy) I'ma come clean, 'causee they left me filthy Only got stronger 'cause it didn't kill me Now fuck all them niggas that ain't on the vibe Act like they are, but they not on my side I went to a funeral and nobody cried 'Cause this everyday and it's not a surprise This is how it is, a day in the life Check all your mirrors while you at the light I'm from a place that nobody goes Better leave early, don't stay 'til still it close (Bitch) [Chorus] Do dirty work like Rodman Crack rock, Rolex, diamonds Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Yeah) Buy brown Rolex, diamonds (Ayy) I do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Crack rock, Rolex, diamonds Gunshot, dog bark, sirens (*Gunshot* *dog barks* *sirens*) Ayy, I do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Ayy) Bodybag, bodybag, pilin' (Yeah) 9-1-1, start dialin' Do dirty work like Rodman (Yeah) Fendi flip-flops, I'm stylin' (Ayy) See me masked up like Batman (Yeah) Just know that I'm robbin' (Bitch)