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Yeah Shout out Uzi, man, ha-ha-ha I can't lose I can't lose I can't lose Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us? Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got thirty shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shorties reckless when in they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang 'til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up .40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went on trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin' in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like- Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible

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can you tell me the temp of BPM

Best remake ever

Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us? Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got thirty shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shorties reckless when in they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang 'til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up .40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went on trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin' in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like- Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible

“Girrrllll I loveee the way you Do itt” 🎶🔊🔉

You did a great job with this beat

❤ good

Good ❤

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Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us? Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got thirty shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shorties reckless when in they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang 'til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up .40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went on trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin' in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like- Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible

@13ouff49 can i use this beat

2023 this song coming back to life on tik tok hard beat

aint perfect but itl do

Salí desde abajo, del barrio Noches durmiendo en el suelo Haz lo que sea necesario Que ese vacío lo llena el dinero Chxngando modelos Y yo las veía por televisión Metió en el bloque fletando misión Como mi papa quería hacer un millón No llamen al phone Que nadie lleva comida a prision Nade lo profundo aguantando presión la abuela contando lo de la pension Y yo preguntandome, cuando iba cambiarme la vida Tuve pensamientos suicidas Pero encontré una salida La música me devolvía una vida Aún que ahora varios se viran solo como antes Fuimos ladrones no fuimos estudiantes Mi mundo lleno e trafikantes Ahora puedo sacar a mi familia adelanteee La vida me daba sin guantes Perdóname Dios los pecados de ayer Y gracias por to lo que has dado a este gangster Coro Porke ahora contamos millones Problemas con las emociones Escribiendo mi vida entre putos renglones Le compre a esta perra 2 bolsos de Gucci Antes me miran y me decían fuchi Ahora me las como como spaguetti con sushi

This is like if you had to fight Lil Uzi Vert as an organization XIII member in Kingdom Hearts

yoooooo

Finna do a freestyle on dis track ❤

Um cara que veio de baixo, lá de baixo Eu me lembro das noites frias, eu estava dormindo no chão Sempre sonhei com as rodas da Forgiato, agora tenho elas aos meus pés Mano, tenho tanto dinheiro comigo que eu nem consigo mais contar Lembro que eu ainda estava na sarjeta e não conseguia nem um empréstimo Agora meus manos estão de mão estendidas, se eu não ajudar, eu estaria errado Lembro que quando eu estava cumprindo pena, nenhuma dessas putas estava atendendo o telefone Agora elas estão fazendo várias chamadas, mas eu não tenho mais tempo Um cara que começou de baixo, agora estou vivendo De manhã cedo, meu tio zigzagueado na cozinha Algumas pessoas disseram que eu não poderia fazer, e depois eu fui lá e fiz Olhe para minha conta bancária, eu nem consigo contar os dígitos Eu não vou ficar nessa merda de "viver de aparências" Eu ando, eu falo, eu vivo Venha para o viveiro, olhe para a garagem, mano Meu Bentley tem dois pombos Eu estava na merda, tive que seguir uma nova direção Comprei uma bolsa Gucci para mamãe, dei 10 mil dólares pra ela e disse: não precisa se

this beat so beautiful

esa puta dijo que me amaba pero mintió ahora ya no creo en eso de la conexión ella decía que solo había un tu y yo pero yo mirándole con cara de no creer er golpeándome contra la pared de sus engaños hace dos años me estoy matando me estoy curando con el cuero de esa rubia delirando mis ojos rojos por el humo que consumo negro te abrumo no quiero la fama y la money ni una rubia una Tony tú me mentiste por la mony yo creyendo en ti hoe holy sheet camino con los ojos negros buscándole a mi ya no creo en nadie aquí me toca darme cuenta y seguir hay muchas traiciones por ahí clap money trash

esa puta dijo que me amaba pero ella mintió pero ella mentio. No sabía que venía de abajo y que ya sabía lo que era la traición ahora ando solo y sin corazón y sin corazón buscando un motivo o una razón para sentirme vivo esa puta me traiciono tenía doble vida y me mintió

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Not one comment about Montana. Wtf.

This hard bro, can I sample it to make a drill version of it ?

Bro recreated one of the greatest beats ever perfectly

I can't lose I can't lose I can't lose Every track I just kill shit, cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old hoe say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me , what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got 30 shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shortys reckless when they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonche, bitch it's Gucci Gang til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up 40 go "baow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went of trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to tuck me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smile in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with like- Ay, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible

Snapped on this beat, i listen to this and the song 🔥🔥

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Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us? Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got thirty shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shorties reckless when in they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang 'til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up .40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went on trial for the yay, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin' in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like- Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible

It's funny now ,funny how ,put this relationship out like I was flippin a cigarette butt out,not have my back ,all these knifes u stabbed ,I just took em out while I reminiscing our love and I just laugh,not enough cash ,even know u had my last,now I'm ready for my pistol on pause switch off ,take off about to blast ,gots to go time take out the trash ,knew we was up we up soon it went down we crash

voy a cumplir toito mis sueños Voy x todo soy sincero Quiero sacar a mi family del gesto Mano niai con ser rapero Yo solo quiero cumplir mi sueño No me abren así o te saco el fierro Tengo hermano del.mimuto 0 Dan la vida como yo por ellos

Venimos de cero De abajo Tu sabe mi hno que yo voy x todo

Scott Storch A nigga came from the bottom, down below 'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more 'Member I was in the project walls, couldn't even get a loan Now these niggas got they hands out, if I ain't give it, I'd be wrong 'Member I was in the county jail none of these bitches wasn't pickin' up the phone Now they bangin' my line, I ain't got time no more A nigga started from the bottom, now I'm livin' Early morning, uncle whippin' in the kitchen Some people said I couldn't do it and then I did it Look at my bank account, I'm runnin' up the digits I ain't into all that "Doin'-that-facade" shit I walk it, I talk it, I live it Come to the bird house, look at the garage, nigga My Bentley coupe got a couple pigeons I was down on my ass, had to go a new direction Bought mom a Gucci purse, gave her 10 racks, told her you ain't gotta stress it It ain't even an emergency and a nigga 'bout to pull up in a 911 Just to feed my dawgs, I told God it's a blessin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Came from the bottom, down below 'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more Down below, down below Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow Down below, down below Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah yeah Roddy Ricch, yeah, I never took the safe route Nigga came from the bottom, I had to make it out I was trappin' in the box, I had to break out Hurt my soul when the feds kicked down the vacant house Black truck on the corner, they had a stakeout Seen a dopeboy pullin' out a Wraith out Had to get up out the hood to the lake house The head chef 'bout to bring my steak out I was pourin' up the liters, swipin' them Visas They think a nigga Rondo 'cause I always kept a Nina Now my jewelry wetter than Aquafina, quick trip to Catalina White bitch bad as Selena, fuck her, then a nigga gotta leave I just wanna shine like the Wraith roof stars 'cause a nigga been down so long Ain't nobody see, bird vision, dawg, got it all on our own 'Member them nights I was trappin', I was trappin' all night long Now I keep a shooter on the right, just in case a nigga try to do me wrong (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Came from the bottom, down below (Down below) 'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor (Sleepin' on the floor, yeah) Always dreamed about the Forgiatto feet, now they down below A nigga got so much money on me, I can't count no more Down below (Down below), down below (Yeah, yeah) Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow (Woah, oh, oh) Down below, down below (Woah, oh, oh, oh) Down below, down below-ow-ow-ow, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Scott, you lit this bitch up, nigga Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Yeah yeah, down below Down below, down below, down below Down below, down below, oh, oh

Only REAL ones know the sample

K Kamp - Do it remake 😂

man the beat goes harder

Liftin my wrist is like switching the lights on I don't trust a bitch I don't love a bitch been there tried that shit Winning i drive fast whips Look like I rob no Kardashian Clean like fine China My wrist like Al-Qaeda Got so many eyes on it It's like switching to high beams All eyes on me I turn em Chinese Met this dime piece in the Maldives Shining like my time piece She said she's celibate whatever that means She rode dick just like a pony like a pro when she's on it Still in the jar It's sold as soon as it come out the pot Still kinda soft they ain't giving it no time to rock Strap on the trap aint always this hot Hate ones tryna be what they not I had to do this to keep on surviving Got em leaning and nodding Lookin like zombies She be wild n This lil bitch is a barbie she be gone on the molli and I got everything that she want I might just get up inside it My aura gon be everything that she thought Corvette saying get up inside me I'm a keep grinding sorry that you think that I'm sorry, im hot like some takis, like my hoes just a little bit toxic no matter how much money I got I'm still vice from the block still eating on Ramen drinking water, sticking my head under the faucets They had me working for no profit But I kept on grinding now that I'm shining ima pretend like this is all that I want. I'm still looking for problems I'm still uninvited cause I be on that drama Still gripping on lamas Still huggin on choppas when I was homeless I use to keep em in lockers somehow they try making it like it's mission accomplished But I'm still working on mission impossible It's like switching to high beams All eyes on me I turn em Chinese Met this dime piece in the Maldives Shining like my time piece She said she's celibate whatever that means She rode dick just like a pony like a pro when she's on it Liftin my wrist is like switching the lights on I don't trust a bitch I don't love a bitch been there tried that shit Winning i drive fast whips Look like I rob no Kardashian Clean like fine China My wrist like Al-Qaeda Got so many eyes on it

Has anybody else realized that the music to this song is the exact same as “do it” by mykko Montana Which was released well before

In reality I'm 5'6 Stand on my money Now I'm giant Bigger than I look Ja Morant We beef it end bad Ja and 50 cent

This beat is straight ass🔥🔥🔥🔥

Yeah Shout out Uzi, man I can't lose I can't lose I can't lose {Verse} Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got 30 shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shortys reckless when in they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up .40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went on trial for the ye, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like- Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the Bible

We have all sinned and fallen short of Gods glory sin is terrible because of sin we are separated from God but gladly here is the good news Jesus Christ came and walked this earth for everyone taught us the perfect way to live and how we should live and he died for our sins because we need a sacrifice to pay the price for our sins since our sins deserve hell if we live in sin but also more good news Jesus rose from the dead three days later we have to leave the sin behind and put it away and live new with Jesus this world is like a vapor it passes away but your eternity is forever and it is up to you what you want to do with it……

2pacs on this beat rn 😉

Hảo beat ( 8:1) __nnnn

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