Slowthai - BB Bodybag (Instrumental - reprod by MOOD boy)
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- Опубликовано: 4 окт 2024
- Hope you'll enjoy this remake of this sick beat! What's your favourite line in this song?
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I'm thinking of making a 'Making a beat for Slowthai' video. What do you guys think?
Updates: The video is up and it's here, watch it here: ruclips.net/video/mRsWPmndvx0/видео.html
do it
do it
yeaahhhh please do it
Your my/hero
I Feel you
Look, huh
Niggas like, "Sheff, you be movin' too hot
You got nothin' to prove, you the king of this shit"
'Member days postin' the .30s inside of the Glock?
I was itchin' to move on a lick
Niggas be talking real hot for the 'net
But they see me in person, they all on my dick
I got they hearts in my pocket, no bully
But I could be bullyin' whole lotta shit
Look, push me to the limit
Let's see who really tryna get it, okay
Push me to the limit
And let's see who really, really with it
Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?
(Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'? Them niggas is lyin')
Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?
Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'? Look
He got a black flag, nigga, take it off
You get shot down if you play his songs
I keep a Glock 'round, I would let it off
This a diss track, this is not a song
I got 'em thinkin' its voodoo
I'ma King Corso you poodles
I been in the field like manure
Can't talk on my name, 'cause I'll prove it
I'm feelin' like, feelin' like who really want it?
You niggas my sons, I ain't feel like abortin' again
Niggas can't mention no money
I double the offer and you know it's off with his head
Just pass me the chop, lemme fold 'em
Me by myself, I'll do it to you
Run up, get dirt up, on M8V3N
Me by myself, I'll give it to you
Niggas like, "Sheff, you be movin' too hot
You got nothin' to prove, you the king of this shit"
'Member days postin' with .30s inside of the Glock?
I was itchin' to move on a lick
Niggas be talking real hot for the 'net
But they see me in person, they all on my dick
I got their hearts in my pocket, no bully
But I could be bullyin' whole lotta shit
Look, push me to the limit
Let's see who really tryna get it, okay
Push me to the limit
And let's see who really, really with it
Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?
(Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'? Them niggas is lyin')
Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?
Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'? Look, look
Lyin' in they raps for the clout
Heard that boy a snitch, fish 'em out
Boy, I got the wave, you in drought
Reason why my dick in they mouth
No this ain't dance music, nigga (I buss a bop, I don't dance)
No, this ain't chill music, nigga (I'm tryna drill, I want 'em dead)
Huh, this for the streets, so fuck your say
Don't care if this don't get no radio play
Huh, bang on any who play
My flow so sick for any who hate, huh
Oh, you tryna buss matas
Shots spin him, that's bachata
I stand over niggas and buh, blacka
The king, no, I'm da masa, nigga
M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shoota, shoota (don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?)
That's shoota gang, shoota gang-gang-gang-gang
(Don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?)
M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shoota, shoota (don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?)
That's shoota gang (don't see no Suburbans, who spinnin'?)
Shoota gang-gang-gang-gang
Shoota gang-gang-gang
Bang, bang, load it the bang, bang, bang
Gang, gang
I need to hear that again
I wouldn't be here if it wasnt for my dad,
But I don't give a damn,
If the ends didnt switch on a man
I wouldnt got out the trap,
But some man slandered the facts
I don't fuck with the cap
Made more than all of them man
They said I was smoking my pack
Them man couldn't even pay them back
I was trapped in the trap
Tryna to make me a grand
Ended with with 10
Got me a benz,
Now im fighting back
I wouldn't try that lad
Didn't pay off the rent
And i kept it all cash
Then I got robbed by this bitch
Cause i wouldn't get on the bag
Yeah this shit is sad
Yeah we set up the slag
And she gave her a slap
Now i dont trust no chick
Got no love in the sticks
How im gonna run this shit?
Simple, this po6
Man keep repping the bits
I aint regretting that shit
Like i gave Megan my dick
What you live is a fib
It is what it is
Got bits on the tick
Natural selection a bitch
I wouldn't be here if it wasnt for my dad,
But I don't give a damn,
If the ends didnt switch on a man
I wouldnt got out the trap,
But some man slandered the facts
I don't fuck with the cap
Made more than all of them man
They said I was smoking my pack
Them man couldn't even pay them back
Hihats sound crazy, howd you made that sound?
I took it straight from the original song. All the credits to the original producer! But if you want to see what I do and how check that one out: ruclips.net/video/mRsWPmndvx0/видео.html
@@MOODboyEN how do you extract that?
@@justjohn2011 I just chopped it from the intro or outro of the song. I think I only needed to find a snare that sounded similar, and I think I was able to find a single shot of the hi-hat somewhere on the original song. Sorry I cannot remember exactly, but basically, find a bit of the song where there is no vocals!
@@MOODboyEN got it, thank you
@@MOODboyEN if you still got that hihat sample laying around, could you send it to me by chance?
Sample? Who know?
Yeah man, wish I knew too. I asked directly the producer actually, but he didn't see my message lol
@@MOODboyEN ah :(
@@gagrakasha7431 the sample is of James Blake singing and playing the piano
@@henninglarsson6979 where?