After listening to just the beat I've just realised how much harder Big Sean, Kanye and Jay could have gone, they don't give this beat half what its worth.
@@byanymeansnecessary398 cus he was the first person to put a verse on it. There was more people on it but they were took off & hov wanted big sean to stay
Every single second I commit to your illusions like a truth that you could see but only feel through the music then confuse it with a line of white melody, you’re telling me it’s super clean, you’re trickin me, I walk away, victory
they should use part of this beat for those cool slow motion scenes in movies.. especially in mafia movies.. put 3 guys in tuxes walking in slow motion with guns.. that's what I picture in my head when I hear this..
Andrew Amlinger Right, I feel like the main vocal guy, doing the weird breathing may have been a kinda ritual, and the beat could be a Egyptian song, I see where you are coming from, I don't know why it sounds this way.
Ain't nothin' tastier than my grits, grits, grits, grits, grits Bacon and eggs go great with my grits, grits, grits, grits, grits Prepare yo tastebuds for my dope grits, grits, grits, grits, grits You'll be coming back for seconds of my grits, grits, grits, grits, grits
YO!! Big props on this instrumental! . This is DEFINITELY the best one on YT! However, I did notice one thing: when Jay says "Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250 250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me" - on the original the drum beat drops out whereas on yours it does not. I know it's just 2 lines of an otherwise PERFECT instrumental, but since you say other copies "are just wrong in some other way", just an FYI. Aside from that...ain't nobody fuckin with YOUR clique!! *dapz*
Everywhere i go, they sneak dissin talkin shit/ Throw me in the jungle, im a lion in the pit/ Straight up outta d.c, lemme tell you how it is/ If we got a problem, then we get to bangin fists/ You say your gang-bangin, lemme call my crips/ Bloods, folks, hoova groovas, they carry clips/ Shakin in yo boots, now you know im with the shits/ Pack of wintergreen, no ones fresher then my clique/ Money doin tragic acrobatics, had to make it flip/ 80 percent, window tint, im wit the 4/5ths/ Money makin madness, livin life like a savage/ Bring it to yo front door, u.p.s wit a package/
[Intro: James Fauntleroy & Big Sean] What of the dollar you murdered for? Is that the one fighting for your soul? Or your brother's the one that you're running from? But if you got money, fuck it, ‘cause I want some B-I-G Who fuckin' with me? Oh, God! Woah [Chorus: Big Sean] Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muhfuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- (B-I-G, oh God) Go [Verse 1: Big Sean] I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say (Yup) My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway (Swerve) It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday (Woah) I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (Spa day) Yup, she try and gimme that poon-tang I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang (Woah) I'm rollin' with, ha, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name You know 2 Chainz? Skrrt! I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne But I'm the fuckin' villain, man, they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin' Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin' What a feelin'! Ah man, they gotta be Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see for the dough [Chorus: Big Sean] Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- Go [Verse 2: Jay Z] (Click clack, stick 'em up) Yeah, I'm talkin' Ye (Clique,) yeah, I'm talkin' Rih (Clique) Yeah, I'm talkin' B (Clique,) nigga, I'm talkin' me Yeah, I'm talkin' bossy, I ain't talkin' Kelis Your money too short, you can't be talkin' to me Yeah, I'm talkin' LeBron, we ball in our family tree G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothin' fuckin' with we Me, turn that sixty-two to one-twenty-five, one-twenty-five to a two-fifty Two-fifty to a half a, man, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me Now, who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe Translation: I'm the shit, 'least that what my neck say 'Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade Nigga down for like twelve years, ain't hug his son since the second grade Uh, he never told-who he gon' tell? We top of the totem pole It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team And all our eyes green, it only means one thing: you ain't fuckin' with the clique [Chorus: Big Sean] Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- [Verse 3: Kanye West] Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel Yeah, I'm talkin' business, we talkin' CIA I'm talkin' George Tenet, I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know, white people get money, don't spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy eighty gold chains and go ign'ant I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we livin' no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm lookin' at a crib right next to where TC lives That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasn't really drunk, he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew's presence Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves I'm way too Black to burn from sunrays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Every time I'm in Vegas they screamin' like, "He's Elvis" But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real, got me feelin' Israelian Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele-no, that's Brazilian Went through, deep depression when my mama passed Suicide, what kinda talk is that? But I been talkin' to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess He talkin' back Fuckin' with my clique [Outro: Big Sean] Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the- they want the- Go
thanks dude, always gotta thank the people supporting a cause, and it more than that since this is rap an well we all no theres few good white rappers AHHHHH.. but forreal tho thanks for the support dude
Intro: James Fauntleroy & Big Sean] What of the dollar you murdered for? Is that the one fighting for your soul? Or your brother's the one that you're running from? But if you got money, fuck it, ‘cause I want some B-I-G Who fuckin' with me? Oh, God! Woah [Chorus: Big Sean] Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my muhfuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- (B-I-G, oh God) Go [Verse 1: Big Sean] I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say (Yup) My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway (Swerve) It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday (Woah) I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (Spa day) Yup, she try and gimme that poon-tang I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang (Woah) I'm rollin' with, ha, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name You know 2 Chainz? Skrrt! I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne But I'm the fuckin' villain, man, they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin' Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin' What a feelin'! Ah man, they gotta be Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see for the dough [Chorus: Big Sean] Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- Go [Verse 2: Jay Z] (Click clack, stick 'em up) Yeah, I'm talkin' Ye (Clique,) yeah, I'm talkin' Rih (Clique) Yeah, I'm talkin' B (Clique,) nigga, I'm talkin' me Yeah, I'm talkin' bossy, I ain't talkin' Kelis Your money too short, you can't be talkin' to me Yeah, I'm talkin' LeBron, we ball in our family tree G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothin' fuckin' with we Me, turn that sixty-two to one-twenty-five, one-twenty-five to a two-fifty Two-fifty to a half a, man, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me Now, who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe Translation: I'm the shit, 'least that what my neck say 'Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade Nigga down for like twelve years, ain't hug his son since the second grade Uh, he never told-who he gon' tell? We top of the totem pole It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team And all our eyes green, it only means one thing: you ain't fuckin' with the clique [Chorus: Big Sean] Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- [Verse 3: Kanye West] Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel Yeah, I'm talkin' business, we talkin' CIA I'm talkin' George Tenet, I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know, white people get money, don't spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy eighty gold chains and go ign'ant I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we livin' no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now I'm lookin' at a crib right next to where TC lives That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasn't really drunk, he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage Everything I do need a news crew's presence Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves I'm way too Black to burn from sunrays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Every time I'm in Vegas they screamin' like, "He's Elvis" But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real, got me feelin' Israelian Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele-no, that's Brazilian Went through, deep depression when my mama passed Suicide, what kinda talk is that? But I been talkin' to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess He talkin' back Fuckin' with my clique [Outro: Big Sean] Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the- they want the- Go [Produced by Kanye West, Hit-Boy, Anthony Kilhoffer, and Noah Goldstein]
'Think my opinion matters' Why would anyone care what some random person has to say? 'why am i on youtube worrying about other people'. I was listening to this. I saw your comment. It took me 5 seconds to type It. I don't think that means I have nothing better to do. Calm down.
Goin' in freestyle , Become very hostile , Your life is minimal , And your hope is low , mind going in fuckin' slow mo , didn't you know ? That shrooms come and go , now you lost in da hole , screamin' help , why don't you yelp ! before everything melts !
Been there done that Praise the lord In vain In love so much im in pain Slain like kratos God of war Practice You were warned But really who is it? I hope its him Then again its too hard Im the conquerer Raise to the occasion Thats one hell of a way of doing it Mercy Clique Drunk and high,it all feels the same. Who am i to blame; but myself? Gosh! I love it Gotta win more My wrestlers Wwe superstars No its all settling down
Hey, is there any chance you could send me the .wav file, or whatever has the highest quality? I'm subscribing! I'd really really appreciate it, thanks :)
한타임 더 했어 결과는 대조되지 last year, I messed up 올곧은 정신상태 올해부로 함유했어 이제 목표는 하나 I wanna say that I'm your motivation Hop out the window 비전 장착하고 난 다음 Speed up~ Umm yeah 하나님께 말곤 안 빌어 몇번이고 말했지 our vision is clear 많은 시간들 그 고난은 다 돌아와 내게 복으로 범사에 감사 equal 축복 Hey this is a formula No cap, uh 너가 용케 해냈구나 No I didn't, he did it huh 바라건대 자만하지마 드러내고 싶어서 안달하지마
This a beat you hear in a action movie when they getting the plans ready for the big scene 😂
I love the intro to this track.
Me too
James Fauntleroy is an anomaly of a songwriter.
It’s 2020 and we’re reminiscing over old music during a pandemic
After listening to just the beat I've just realised how much harder Big Sean, Kanye and Jay could have gone, they don't give this beat half what its worth.
I totally agree omg
kanye nailed it
hell nah you just weren't listening lol
Jigga killed it. For the life of me I'll never understand why Small Sean was put on this beat. There must be a version without him on.
@@byanymeansnecessary398 cus he was the first person to put a verse on it. There was more people on it but they were took off & hov wanted big sean to stay
0:00-0:12 is my favorite part of this video
Every single second I commit to your illusions like
a truth that you could see but only feel through the music
then confuse it with a line of white melody, you’re telling me
it’s super clean, you’re trickin me, I walk away, victory
the beat sounds like a jogger hiccuping, with a m'fkin' marching band drumline with some bass. fire
the beat sounds like someone hiccuping, epic
Masrex To me it sounds like recordings of someone saying FIFTY BITCH FIFTY BITCH FIFTY!
It's a sample of African Voice.
it is
Exactly why I’m here. 🔥
@@joshthompson7730 I just saw this and now I can't unhear it
they should use part of this beat for those cool slow motion scenes in movies..
especially in mafia movies.. put 3 guys in tuxes walking in slow motion with guns.. that's what I picture in my head when I hear this..
at 1:21 **
That's exactly what I was thinking
I was thinking that or when they come out with a decent Need for Speed they could use this for the intro. It would be absolutely epic.
This beat has an "Ancient Egyptian" vibe to me. And I don't know why.
truee
Thought I was only one
irruminati is why
no it doesnt
Andrew Amlinger Right, I feel like the main vocal guy, doing the weird breathing may have been a kinda ritual, and the beat could be a Egyptian song, I see where you are coming from, I don't know why it sounds this way.
This sounds like something you’d hear at a basketball game
I'M GONNA KILL IT GUYS!
I'M A LYRICAL MIRACLE SPIRITUAL INDIVIDUAL SPIRITUAL LYRICAL MIRACLE!
+dZ Erupts METAPHYSICAL!
+Switch3rOrton psychological!
+Switch3rOrton metaphysical didn't rhyme with any of the words he said lmao fail...
+Adam Ali nor did psychological .. smh
kick flips i was going off of the guy ahead of me thats why i tagged HIS name so chill lol
Sounds like some background music you would hear when a gangster walks into a club
exactly what I thought
Kanye is a fucking God, always produces the dopest shit out there.
Tony Sanchez hit boy produced this
tri city kings Kanye too
kanye co produced with could mean many of things but for the most part its hit boy
which
Erencool PMF
with all the shit that comes out of rappers mouths these days sometimes i think it is just better to listen to the beat
I couldn't agree with you more
Antwon Manson what he said ^^ black people are annoying af when they rap
Blake Blood9 Why you gotta bring race into it tho? I mean the dude you replied to is black.
Fully agree. The beat is the only thing that's good nowadays
+Blake Blood9 pusey boi your gay
Ain't nothin' tastier than my grits, grits, grits, grits, grits
Bacon and eggs go great with my grits, grits, grits, grits, grits
Prepare yo tastebuds for my dope grits, grits, grits, grits, grits
You'll be coming back for seconds of my grits, grits, grits, grits, grits
Prepare yo tastebuds lol
It’s been too long since I had grits
Grits would be great
Part of my family came from 🇪🇬 Egypt ... It's good to listen to for many rituals /occasions .
I love this beat.... I can listen to this all day
Sir, you have improved this song tenfold.
I like the beat..
There’s so much personality in this comment section lol I love it adds to the feng shui of how dope this beat is
This beat FLAWLESS.!!!
This beat got me acting like this is my entry song to a ufc main event night. Just think about it 😂🤣🤣
GREAT ISH MY G BEEN LOOKING FOR ONE WITH THE INTRO!
the beginning was kickass
the intro is the best part :)
"...or your brotha's the one that cha runnin from but if he got money fuck it cause I want some"
man 2021 this is still a banger
This is perfect. thanks bro subscribed!
THAT BEGINNING GIVE YOU GOOSEBUMPS, WHETER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
YO!! Big props on this instrumental! . This is DEFINITELY the best one on YT! However, I did notice one thing: when Jay says "Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me" - on the original the drum beat drops out whereas on yours it does not. I know it's just 2 lines of an otherwise PERFECT instrumental, but since you say other copies "are just wrong in some other way", just an FYI. Aside from that...ain't nobody fuckin with YOUR clique!! *dapz*
🧩🧩🧩
WHOO THE RIGHT ONE DUDE YOU FUCKING ROCK!!!
Everyone's a rapper on RUclips.
Everywhere i go, they sneak dissin talkin shit/ Throw me in the jungle, im a lion in the pit/ Straight up outta d.c, lemme tell you how it is/ If we got a problem, then we get to bangin fists/ You say your gang-bangin, lemme call my crips/ Bloods, folks, hoova groovas, they carry clips/ Shakin in yo boots, now you know im with the shits/ Pack of wintergreen, no ones fresher then my clique/ Money doin tragic acrobatics, had to make it flip/ 80 percent, window tint, im wit the 4/5ths/ Money makin madness, livin life like a savage/ Bring it to yo front door, u.p.s wit a package/
This was hard
damn
+Sean Mills i caught ur flow from verse one. very good writer/poet homie
Well Filthy Frank, I did what you said about the rap instrumentals, and you weren't wrong.
i feel this should be like one of the camera shots in slow mo as you walk away from an explosion looking all badass.
that song listened to from eight years ago ever since I was a baby 😻😀
❤❤
Some of u have never knelt at the altar of infinity and it shows
this beat is sick lets get it
Damn no new comments for 2 years?
Jacqueso ay
Rene Flores ay
damn
Speed it up to 1.25
Damn it! now it sounds way too slow on normal speed -__-
+LittleBigBallSack i like ur pic
Dang that's super groovy at 1.25x
As I look around they don’t do it like my clique.
One of the sickest i listen to.
[Intro: James Fauntleroy & Big Sean]
What of the dollar you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for your soul?
Or your brother's the one that you're running from?
But if you got money, fuck it, ‘cause I want some
B-I-G
Who fuckin' with me?
Oh, God!
Woah
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my muhfuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the- (B-I-G, oh God)
Go
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say (Yup)
My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway (Swerve)
It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday (Woah)
I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (Spa day)
Yup, she try and gimme that poon-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang (Woah)
I'm rollin' with, ha, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz? Skrrt! I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne
But I'm the fuckin' villain, man, they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin'
Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin'
What a feelin'! Ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see for the dough
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
Go
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
(Click clack, stick 'em up)
Yeah, I'm talkin' Ye (Clique,) yeah, I'm talkin' Rih (Clique)
Yeah, I'm talkin' B (Clique,) nigga, I'm talkin' me
Yeah, I'm talkin' bossy, I ain't talkin' Kelis
Your money too short, you can't be talkin' to me
Yeah, I'm talkin' LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothin' fuckin' with we
Me, turn that sixty-two to one-twenty-five, one-twenty-five to a two-fifty
Two-fifty to a half a, man, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me
Now, who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe
Translation: I'm the shit, 'least that what my neck say
'Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like twelve years, ain't hug his son since the second grade
Uh, he never told-who he gon' tell?
We top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green, it only means one thing: you ain't fuckin' with the clique
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel
Yeah, I'm talkin' business, we talkin' CIA
I'm talkin' George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know, white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a business
I rather buy eighty gold chains and go ign'ant
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we livin' no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs
Now I'm lookin' at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk, he just had a frew brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves
I'm way too Black to burn from sunrays
So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screamin' like, "He's Elvis"
But I just wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real, got me feelin' Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele-no, that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my mama passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is that?
But I been talkin' to God for so long
That if you look at my life I guess He talkin' back
Fuckin' with my clique
[Outro: Big Sean]
Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the- they want the-
Go
You. Are the man.
IM CHILLING AT THE FINISH LINE NO NEED TO RACE! WATCH ME IN TIME BUILD UP MY CAKE OK OUT!
one word...
PERFECTION
lil wayne would have murdered this beat
Great job on this bro
this beat is sick!
Thank you! God bless you...
I MADE A VIDEO OF ME COACHING FOOTBALL AND USED THIS BEAT ALONG WITH SOME OTHER HARD HITTIN TRAX... LOVE THIS BEAT
Lyrics were dumb, but the beats sooo goood...
ur dumb
Lyrics were fucking fire besides big sean
nicely made
thanks dude
It is music in movies when the shit is about to go down
intro best part of the song no cap.
I love this song
Massive hiccups my god
Can I please use This beat 🔥🔥🔥💯
DesmondD3 this is Kanye’s best shit is crazy!!!!!!!
The official theme of The Kliq.
this beat goes hard
you serious i thought it was the dream or frank ocean
Favorite beat
Perfect - KRS One
Damn, this shit is almost perfect. Been looking for a Choir soundfont or something like the one in Clique, mind sharing what you used exactly?
thanks dude, always gotta thank the people supporting a cause, and it more than that since this is rap an well we all no theres few good white rappers AHHHHH.. but forreal tho thanks for the support dude
chillen on top , have a haters head pop,
pick the rest up w. a mop.
peepin game like hawk,
no never stop ,the thought,kept it going non stop
Reminds me of naruto transforms to nine tails
How??
Land Of The Snakes i can kinda feel it after the beginnin vocals, but not 2 long after that
Beat hard!
buyin applesauce buh-buh-buh buyin apple sauce
im goin to the grocery store to buy some apple sauce
please make one with a hook it would be perfect!
(My Rap) you said we can't get along.so I put all my pain and frustations in a song.
check out me and my team killin' this beat. you wont be disappointed. SPASE
The tempo from the original is tad bit faster. Which is where it should be. Hit-boy on the beat. Track gasping for air. Good stuff.
when times get heard i listen to elton john on here awesome.
Audio sounds a bit pitched up from the original song.
any one else listen to this just for the begining
Madness from Hitboy
Favorite beat to freestyle too
That was pretty legit.
Intro: James Fauntleroy & Big Sean]
What of the dollar you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for your soul?
Or your brother's the one that you're running from?
But if you got money, fuck it, ‘cause I want some
B-I-G
Who fuckin' with me?
Oh, God!
Woah
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my muhfuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the- (B-I-G, oh God)
Go
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say (Yup)
My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway (Swerve)
It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday (Woah)
I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (Spa day)
Yup, she try and gimme that poon-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang (Woah)
I'm rollin' with, ha, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz? Skrrt! I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne
But I'm the fuckin' villain, man, they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin'
Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin'
What a feelin'! Ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see for the dough
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
Go
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
(Click clack, stick 'em up)
Yeah, I'm talkin' Ye (Clique,) yeah, I'm talkin' Rih (Clique)
Yeah, I'm talkin' B (Clique,) nigga, I'm talkin' me
Yeah, I'm talkin' bossy, I ain't talkin' Kelis
Your money too short, you can't be talkin' to me
Yeah, I'm talkin' LeBron, we ball in our family tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothin' fuckin' with we
Me, turn that sixty-two to one-twenty-five, one-twenty-five to a two-fifty
Two-fifty to a half a, man, ain't nothin' nobody can do with me
Now, who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe
Translation: I'm the shit, 'least that what my neck say
'Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like twelve years, ain't hug his son since the second grade
Uh, he never told-who he gon' tell?
We top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green, it only means one thing: you ain't fuckin' with the clique
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel
Yeah, I'm talkin' business, we talkin' CIA
I'm talkin' George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know, white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a business
I rather buy eighty gold chains and go ign'ant
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we livin' no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV cribs
Now I'm lookin' at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk, he just had a frew brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves
I'm way too Black to burn from sunrays
So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screamin' like, "He's Elvis"
But I just wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real, got me feelin' Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele-no, that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression when my mama passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is that?
But I been talkin' to God for so long
That if you look at my life I guess He talkin' back
Fuckin' with my clique
[Outro: Big Sean]
Ain't nobody fresher than my ma'fuckin' clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the- they want the-
Go
[Produced by Kanye West, Hit-Boy, Anthony Kilhoffer, and Noah Goldstein]
The beat is nasty but sound so good
'Think my opinion matters' Why would anyone care what some random person has to say? 'why am i on youtube worrying about other people'. I was listening to this. I saw your comment. It took me 5 seconds to type It. I don't think that means I have nothing better to do. Calm down.
This is so good!!! Is this okay if I use it for the trailer i'm making in media? Cheers!! :D
Can you do My Oh My by Macklemore?
this doesn't have the crank noise.
hiccups.
THANK YOU!!!!
So nobody gonna talk about listening at .5x speed
Fifty Bitch fifty bitch fifty!
0:11
Whatever planet he touched with his kind and other we own for being born in my planets
i swear i'm not the only one that's tired of the sound adds at the bottom
Goin' in freestyle ,
Become very hostile ,
Your life is minimal ,
And your hope is low ,
mind going in fuckin' slow mo ,
didn't you know ?
That shrooms come and go ,
now you lost in da hole ,
screamin' help , why don't you yelp !
before everything melts !
Been there done that
Praise the lord
In vain
In love so much im in pain
Slain like kratos
God of war
Practice
You were warned
But really who is it?
I hope its him
Then again its too hard
Im the conquerer
Raise to the occasion
Thats one hell of a way of doing it
Mercy
Clique
Drunk and high,it all feels the same.
Who am i to blame; but myself?
Gosh!
I love it
Gotta win more
My wrestlers
Wwe superstars
No its all settling down
This would be so much harder with a deeper bass
Graduated with a master, I be clapping in the rafters?
Can't even write a good bar let alone your own.
Hey, is there any chance you could send me the .wav file, or whatever has the highest quality? I'm subscribing! I'd really really appreciate it, thanks :)
한타임 더 했어
결과는 대조되지 last year, I messed up
올곧은 정신상태 올해부로 함유했어
이제 목표는 하나
I wanna say that I'm your motivation
Hop out the window
비전 장착하고 난 다음
Speed up~
Umm yeah 하나님께 말곤 안 빌어
몇번이고 말했지 our vision is clear
많은 시간들
그 고난은 다 돌아와 내게 복으로
범사에 감사 equal 축복
Hey this is a formula
No cap, uh 너가 용케 해냈구나
No I didn't, he did it huh
바라건대 자만하지마
드러내고 싶어서 안달하지마