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U a real one for dis G🥂

Saludos compa están chido tas las rolas,aver puedes rebajar unas de Lil supa

El maestro Calderón años oyendo tu escencia maestro

Mío 👊🏼

Primero ❤

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Ufff🔥

Pasado de vrg amor

Te amo mucho🤍

Fire🔥🔥

💪🏾… nuff said..

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Te amo ❤️

hard af

Un toque más de weed y voy a estar así también en slowmotion

Whos here in 2024 to 2025 clam you spot 👇

🔥 tirate algo del santo pecado🐏

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(G)Old

los audios bait we

Traficando slowed bro please

Forever wild from the cradle to the grave Kid, watch your back, one time, it's comin always(Yeah!) They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend Now I'm a free man on the streets again Chasin St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin Life is like a dice game and I'm into win On the scene from the 41st side of Queens We get the CREAM, laid up, love-love for dame Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim King Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll reign To all my peoples locked down comin back to life In the world once again though ya fear was trife While you was gone, we was goin to war and even more Saw my man layin dead on the floor, kid I swore That our crew will live forever, I guess I was wrong No, until we meet again, hold ya head and stay strong (Yeah!) Yo, got my mind on a place to hide from police (Where?) Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross 12th Street Just as I approach the block I spot a jake on the creep down by Vick's weed spot (So what!) Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans I had to hurry back so I could warn my man Ya had me stressin little sumthin, had my heart rapidly pumpin Niggas start a guttin behind the bushes duckin My ears rung, I punch a clip into the guns Got Raydes in the arm, one slug hit my son He was bleedin from the head, I couldn't believe it We was defeated, if it was a case I couldn't beat it Felt like cryin (The temperature's risin) I saw my man helpless, damn near on the verge of dyin So to P I passed the iron Kid you ain't lyin! I went to stash the murder weapon, plus I'm relyin On a door to be open, goin in the building, it's a trap! Police buckin at me, they try to twist my tongue back Jetted up the staircase to the third floor Reached behind the sink, throw the heater on the floor Locked the door, police grabbed me up and tryed to break my jaw "So where's the gun we saw?" (I don't know!) "We know you was there at the homicide scene" (I don't know nuttin!) "And if it wasn't you, it was somebody from ya team" From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) From the cradle to the grave (Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!) Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, stand still! Bottle you! drop that ass off in a land-fill Son bless me with the iron, I got beef With some niggas from the other side over some weak shit Load up the heaters, greet em with the hollow-tips Flip em like the Gotti clip, my crew shift the body shift The cradle to the grave is where I'll end up Fuck gettin sent up North, son I'm bent up Doin my dirt on a low Fuckin wit them mobbers like a crowd No doubt you gonna blow, you never know He didn't even have to go there Unprepared, now he's six below Y'know I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings Get that money I wants, some brothers wanna act funny But it's all good I still die for the hood For my peoples, yeah knock on wood Triple L, rollin dice while I put you on To the drama what I gotta say is short not long This nigga that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he might be dead You know him well and probably go way back But I don't care if he's your man doin shit like that I hope the word gets back to him, cos I screw him He shitted on my man and we got plans to do him Lets get it over with quick, I'm tired of waitin Ain't no fair overhead there, we just debatin on when and how Later on right now, spoke to Killa yesterday He said to chill for a while But it's hard acting like everything is alright I get the chills when I see that nigga in my sight A dead man walking, not only that he's still talkin (About what?) About how what he did buried off and you don't know How much I fiend to put his ass in a coffin One day my man and the next he's not Didn't know him long anyway so fuck it! It's funny how things change (Word up!) From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) From the cradle to the grave (Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!) Word up man! Y'knowhatumsayin, we gonna die! It's for real, kid, no games bein played

Las rolas de Jarabe kid, iqlover, fume871, metrik, eptos, bizor son las chulas para el slowed. Éxito en tu canal carnal.

Solid

sounds like a fever dream

This sounds cursed

💍📿🤔💩😪🤗

Night of Halloween vibes

Sige hasiendo esto 🎵

uno del álbum de fortuna wheel❤️‍🔥

Ocupo un beat 💲

y esta madre es pa cuando andas grifo me imagino

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Suena brutal el track hermano!!😎🔥🔥 Te dejo mi like y te invito a escuchar el nuevo remix en mi canal!! Bendiciones y éxito!🙏🇲🇽

Esto está bueno loco

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Me vale verga la neta

horrendo

malardo

Proa

Melancólica man 👌🏻🐓🫶🏻

Desde chile! 🇨🇱

Siguele así mi Bro💪

Damn, this hard🔥

Cómo siempre....bien verga ❤

Te quedo chingon apa

SWP son otro bisne 🔥

Verguisima como suena la sirena 👽🍍

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