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perfect beat, 0:27 but the pianos are different 😢

This beat goes too hard 🥶🥵💯

Rap I’m sippin on drank Keep my sprite on top I ain’t frontin on grams Keep my money in stock Don’t owe me nothing’ Or you facin’ my Glock I ain’t tryna flock But I’m ten toes down And my eyes keep on lock Cuz I’m southern sider ridin’ And I’m ridin for a plot Bangin’ w/ my boys Never lackin on the crew Florence 13 that’s how I do Draped in grey ‘N blue And my blue rag too Wipin’ out them chaps like my ass cheeks, doo-doo Fuck a Norteno And a 18th bum We claimin’ these streets From the day to dawn See you in my varrio And it’s blood for fun I don’t miss shots My aim is gold You might mark me But I’m claimin’ your sole I’m spittin’ on red rags Sureño my flag I’m coppin’ chops ‘N glocks That’s my hobby foo’ My boys n I will blast you And yo mamas crib too My sleeper Honda car got some drive by’s, A few You ain’t see me comin’ but I’m next to you Shot you w/ my Glock and it’s brand fuckin’ new I gotta clean the bitch, she’s been well used Florence 13 that’s my boys in Blue Fuck the Feds boy they opps like you Never catch me slippin’ Cuz my mind is sick Remember South Side When I hit you w this Blick Ima wipe you off the earth in a mothafuckin’ blimp I’m a blue raggin’ pimp In the Benny, Drinkin henny, Ima sip Faded off them Percs But I’m still sippin heavy Ridin’ thru town In a drop top Chevy This bitch in my car Be runnin her mouth Won’t fuckin stop so Ima kick her out Straight up cold hearted But I met her at the party N I slipped her something hardy Knew she was freakin’ But that’s not how it goes Fuck out my car, Bitch fuck you, Hoe, Cuz this is Loco South Side We really get down You gon send a diss And I’ll be atcha house Ima climb on thru like Jerry the mouse How rude you gon be when that colts in your mouth 9mil Glock and I got 50 fuckin rounds Get on my level boy, I’m sellin all pounds Lemme get right, I ain’t goin off bounds Spit in yo face ima let shots pop Jefito ima shot caller, down to rider, Blowin blunts and bullets in a scat pack striker 100 rounds bitch that’s a misconception I got the whole Ammo store N all them deadly weapons Ain’t gon fuckin stop Til he learns a lesson And if he try to run Best believe Ima catch ‘em Ima trace him down Like the blood in my hound N As I chase him down Bitch I’m loadin’ these rounds Ima use my gun last And my hands are gon’ prowl We gon throw down Til one of us shouts Hit that fuckers piss punk And make ‘em sit down Boy this shit is fun Now hand me the crown Bitch I run this town South side bangin’ and my boys are proud Step to this bitch N eat a .45 round Ima like that sound When I pull the fuckin trigger And the buster falls down Throwin’ up that red N boy you bleedin’ it now Lay in the bed you done made for yourself Norteño little fuck got his pic on a shelf I wish his Mama well But fuck that buster faggot I hope he burns in hell

Ohgeesy and Bruce24k is like Shaq and Kobe. Same with FF and Fbeat. Shame bruce24k dont work with shoreline anymore. He definitely got the beats to make hits.

Talented ,. Gambling . , could you stand it as a kid ,. I'm managing balancing like I play with ya lid ., What's this I'm averaging,. Asking em ,. Praying you don't forget ,. Dolomite,. I roll in lights,. Studder life like over bites ,. Who knows the fight ,. What yo advice,. Can't control the hype ,. I know it bites,. Kno I'm nice ,. Alone at night ,. Inching closer This grind ain't in ya sights

YA BOI

Can you Make me a beat please ?

Arbi gang soul mad

Shout my nigga for the bud and for me for top crack Line on 3 quid a day can you really top that We buy big boy shotties take them gaff and chop that Go to the opp block rise it up and pop that

Стал читать хуйню, ща базарю за жизнь Братик не смог, но он сильно боролся за жизнь Многоэтажки, старые дома, я там жил Надо вывозить, какой смысл сидеть и ныть? Бифы в телеграмме, долбоёб, напиши маме На словах они гиганты, но ничё не могут сами Я гоняю в старых шмотках, нахуй мне дизайнер (Очередной дизайнер блять… хаха) Я считаю русские бренды - это кринж ебанный На мне китайское тряпьё, я не шучу, ведь это реально А может и шучу, уж догадайтесь сами Видел много грязи - я просто угараю Мы с Вадимом сочиняем все наши стихи сами Я клал на мнение даунов, его я не учитывАю Я учитываю лишь вычитание при ненадлежании У меня много друзей, но мне никто не звонит Так много людей, но тебе никто не поможет Оставайся честным, никогда не ври маме Время заберёт тебя, заберёт воспоминания Я просто загасился дома, мысли в микрофон читаю Мне скоро 18, а я всё хуйнёй страдаю…

This song should be played Spring and Summer times.. Ohgeesy literally did his thing and snapped

I'm convinced Bruce keeps the best beats for Shoreline Mafia.

Well done bro, underrated asf ass beat.

😮WoaW 🌊🌊🌊🏄🏽‍♂️🏄🏽‍♂️🏄🏽‍♂️🌊🌊🌊 🏄🏽‍♂️ 🏄🏽‍♂️ 🏄🏽‍♂️ 🌊 🌊 🌊 Tremendous

Me encanta es tan relajante ❤

Who knew you can get really rich off rappin 🤑 and if my lyrics don’t sell im back to trappin !!!!!!

Can we get the instrumental of BOP by fenix ft DB ?

0:13 Pour some of that base out Bruce🔥🔥🔥

too nice wit it

Yo can you make a video deconstructing rewind?

Yo can I get the flp for this pls🙏🏼

Fenix Flexin - What’s The Move Would be crazy

nice

I'm in this cell, I know I'm wasting my potential Murder got my vision cloudy, really fuckin' up my mental (my mental) I should be out there going up, but I'm in central I should be in the booth, but instead I'm in this rental Tryna bag some, this 40 my essential Pullin' skits inside a foreign, bitch, we slidin' out this Benzo If I really want you gone, I'm sliding with that trey special Fill him up with all lead, I ain't have to use a pencil Some say I'm chosen, others say I have a gift So why the fuck my dad get killed and I got left stuck in the six? I seen it all, so I'm forever clutching sticks Let a pussy try to play, he gon' see I ain't no bitch We steppin' out, big cannon, lil' nigga tryna bag some How the fuck is you a killer? You ain't bag none Paranoid, I go to sleep with my handgun You ain't never hopped out with a Magnum And let me stop before they hit me with conspiracy Remember we was starvin', robbin' niggas for they currency Ay, fuck the opps, ain't sparin' shit, ain't got no sympathy Been slayin' them for years I know they wish they could get rid of me (get rid of me) Ay, pussy nigga, scary bitches still ain't took a life Soon as they took my dad, I started trippin' with a loaded 9 You know what happened, never mind, bitch, I ain't gotta say it If you was in my shoes, then I promise you would do the same I'm in this cell, I know I'm wasting my potential Murder got my vision cloudy, really fuckin' up my mental (my mental) I should be out there going up, but I'm in central I should be in the booth, but instead I'm in this rental Tryna bag some, this 40 my essential Pullin' skits inside a foreign, bitch, we slidin' out this Benzo If I really want you gone, I'm sliding with that trey special Fill him up with all lead, I ain't have to use a pencil Fill him up with all lead, doctor seen him and said, "All bad" Ain't turnin' shit down, the sucker side niggas all wack Ain't beefin' over pussy, matter fact, somethin' we all had Strictly no pass, if we smash, then we all gassed For all of mines, I'll let yours, bitch, it's strictly brothers I was raised by cold killers, I still love my mother She tried her best, I would never pick another I remember asking God, "Why the fuck we gotta suffer?" Why me? I know this something nobody deserve Most my life was straight pain, every day feeling hurt I know I gotta go to hell for all the niggas I served We masked up, baggin' shit, looking just like the Purge It's real life, but on the gang, we steady livin' like a movie She heard Peysoh in the room, watch how fast these bitches choosey I ain't even wanna hit, her pussy smellin' like some sushi Fuckin' back to back tens every time I link with Rucci I'm in this cell, I know I'm wasting my potential Murder got my vision cloudy, really fuckin' up my mental (my mental) I should be out there going up, but I'm in central I should be in the booth, but instead I'm in this rental Tryna bag some, this 40 my essential Pullin' skits inside a foreign, bitch, we slidin' out this Benzo If I really want you gone, I'm sliding with that trey special Fill him up with all lead, I ain't have to use a pencil

Can't get any wavierr den dis sounds like whales lol hard asff tho n only makes sense cause shoreline da MF wave🌊🚾💙🌐

Simple and effective, gj bruce!

this a masterpiece frfr 🎯

🔥🔥🔥

💯💯💯👍👍👍

🖤💯

🐐

Absolute banger 🔥

The 1!

Anbody know what those percs at 0:22 are?

Can u drop suede type beat

do i have to buy this beat? to drop on distro

I know im wasting my potential Tryn get the bag just fucking up my mental Hit a lick bust in so gentle All the bullshii love all the sentimenal Im with fullclips with the shooters in the rental Im tryn let that lead blow I know homies tryn up on the sco Dead broke i aint have a thing I want it all guess i gotta do robbery I stood tall All the charges try to follow me

This song always put me in a good mood.

Me compre una veretta y un perfume lacoste Y unas balas del 9 pal que camine borross Una gata vestia toa de hugo boss Fumando rossin ella toss Y ke pasa una fuma de raza Aqui al pistolazo se hace plata Monrrero llevo el oro y toa la plata hasta la mata

Why me? I know this something nobody deserve Most my life was straight pain, every day feeling hurt I know I gotta go to hell for all them niggas I served We masked up bagging shit, looking just like the Purge 😮‍💨🔥

Siempre me levanto puro pensando en billete le voy a todo sin atao sin miedo al grillete To lo hago por mi madre por ella es que me hice fuerte Se que por ahí muchos jiles de mi han hablao Pero no pueden decir k yo soy un todo pagao Todo lo que tengo con puro esfuerzo lo he lograo Me tienen envidia y eso que ni he coronao Pero no me importa solo sigo mi camino Hasta que me haga millo ese siempre fue el destino Como dijo juliano voy a sonar aunque me muera Le pongo el pecho ala bala vosai ando sin pera Yo no kerro la fama solo busco lo mio

This a Slaaaaaper 🔊

Uncle like im screaming lion,. Liar come with fire like the pressure from a fire hydrant,. When theres no supplier ,. Only plyers ,. Conflict buyers,. Equipment faulty ,. Threw me down ,. Shook some feelings off me,. When i need you most the reward is costly ,. Drip drop the mug ,. Coupe in motion no stoping us ,.

this beat is fucking raw dawg

*legend.*

Yeah, I said I been through Hell, but sometimes I just wanna rewind I don't know why, but the past be on my mind I miss robbin', hitting licks, late nights But I don't miss them broke days, them broke nights when we would cry I grew up seein' my momma and my pops always fight My pops just left, I kinda wish that nigga tried Not the nigga I became, I be ridin' with a nine You could talk 'bout his name, but can't talk about mine Yeah, I need respect on my name Boy, you better respect that nigga Suede If some niggas come and trip, do the samе 'Cause these niggas wanna see you in thе grave That's why I always keep a gun just in case One day is good, but you can die the next day I miss my nigga Poloh, they got my nigga in the cage But when they let him free, on God, he gon' be straight Niggas mad that I'm up, came from the bottom Niggas talkin' 'bout the struggle, but got no problems Nigga, nigga, I got problems that I could never solve I done seen shit that you ain't never saw Pull up on me wrong, I'ma let it off Hoe be acting stupid, I'ma cut you off 'Cause you ain't on what I'm on And I don't even care, bitch, fuck a bond [Chorus] Yeah, I said I been through Hell, but sometimes I just wanna rewind I don't know why, but the past be on my mind I miss robbin', hitting licks, late nights But I don't miss them broke days, them broke nights when we would cry I grew up seein' my momma and my pops always fight My pops just left, I kinda wish that nigga tried Not the nigga I became, I be riding with a nine You could talk 'bout his name, but can't talk about mine

LONG LIVE SUEDEEE 🕊️🕊️

this tuff

We love you Bruce

Prolly one of my fav beats of all time no cap