🔥 This beat is straight fire! The transitions are smooth, the vibes are on point, and the energy is unreal. You can feel the passion in every note. Mad respect for the creativity and hard work you put into this. Keep blessing us with these bangers 💯
bro I am not saying a bad word about this beat everything is perfect but if you genuinely put a smoother kick it would be way better because it sounds like the kicking is trying to be the loudest in the beat. like I said it is great but if you changed the kick to a smoother one then I would buy the beat
Wa.majicavo ousi djikaza rijoua wawer na faza Ous hpusa piya ma imame baho lo bidian aremoi brakage na y bénef chitsoi yaher y triloi prix wadjoro wa lewer na charrette Asikidziwa mwindzi mkirini Ramona tchop lahiboi Côté tekma vou remoi barrage B riviri mona barge 😊
y waist, tucked neat in the bag, Saw him on the strip, now he’s cut like ham. No cap, no talk, just dip man’s chest, Caught him with his mates, left the whole scene a mess, Man get drenched, that’s more than stress, Now his mum’s in bits, prayin’ for rest. (Verse 2) Opp block spinnin’, I’m there with intent, Ching man down, then I’m hopin’ the fence, No face, no case, no time for defense, Caught him in the rain, had him slumped on the bench. Heart beat fast, but the blade’s movin’ quicker, Bro got his chopper, but I’m good with the flicker, Saw him try run, but he slipped by the river, Now he’s layin’ there, blood cold like the winter. (Verse 3) Two man deep, but I stepped with the shh, Eyes on the prize, gotta handle the lick, Saw him with his boys, but they’re movin’ stiff, One wrong step, now he’s swimmin’ in a ditch. All black fit, and the creps stay clean, No face shown, can’t see what I mean, Heard he got touched, now they’re beggin’ for peace, But I’m back on the strip, same night, still keen. (Verse 4) Skrr, no brakes, when we’re ridin’ on a opp, One slip-up, then the whole ting’s popped, Saw him on the corner, thought the beef was dropped, Till I ran up quick and I let that drop. Big Rambo, I ain’t playin’ with toys, He tried move swift, but I came with noise, Left him in the dirt, fam, he made no noise, Now his whole crew’s ghost, like I left them no choice. No cap, no talk, just dip man’s chest, Caught him with his mates, left the whole scene a mess, Man get drenched, that’s more than stress, Now his mum’s in bits, prayin’ for rest. Feds on the block, gotta move real smart, Bally on face, can’t see me in the dark, Opps talk bad, but they don’t want sparks, Caught him in the alley, turned his day all dark. (Verse 6) In and out quick, that’s a light man’s work, Caught him by surprise, had him runnin’ like a clerk, Ching man up, now he’s holdin’ that hurt, Next day, same strip, got the whole block murked. Opp boys talk, but they stay in the booth, Man’s been outside, I ain’t tryna spoof, Caught him in person, man’s shook, that’s proof, Ching, ching, bloodstains all on his goose. Still tryna rise up, score more points, Opp block tourin’, makin’ bare noise, Pull up, then cut, make a man get moist, Left him on the floor, now he’s pissed with his boys. Saw man run, but my blade too rapid, Caught him in the leg, now his whole ting’s flaccid, Should’ve stayed home, now he’s stiff like plastic. Chest shot, belly shot, man gets soaked, Left him in a state, fam, he thought it was a joke, Told man “hold that,” now he’s gotta choke, Bare man shook, now the whole team’s broke. I don’t play games, man’s serious with it, I don’t do threats, man’s really on drillin’, Caught one opp, left his crew all timid, Now they don’t speak, ‘cause they know we’re winnin’. (Verse 8) Two man deep in a ding-dong whip, Opps on the strip, man’s lettin’ it rip, Got it! You’re referring to the verse where it starts with “Stepped out solo.” I’ll build the whole track with that flow and vibe. Let’s run it: (Verse 1) Stepped out solo, no need for a gang, If I see a opp, that’s a one-man plan, Blade in my waist, tucked neat in the bag, Saw him on the strip, now he’s cut like ham. No cap, no talk, just dip man’s chest, Caught him with his mates, left the whole scene a mess, Man get drenched, that’s more than stress, Now his mum’s in bits, prayin’ for rest. (Verse 2) Opp block spinnin’, I’m there with intent, Ching man down, then I’m hopin’ the fence, No face, no case, no time for defense, Caught him in the rain, had him slumped on the bench. Heart beat fast, but the blade’s movin’ quicker, Bro got his chopper, but I’m good with the flicker, Saw him try run, but he slipped by the river, Now he’s layin’ there, blood cold like the winter. (Verse 3) Two man deep, but I stepped with the shh, Eyes on the prize, gotta handle the lick, Saw him with his boys, but they’re movin’ stiff, One wrong step, now he’s swimmin’ in a ditch. All black fit, and the creps stay clean, No face shown, can’t see what I mean, Heard he got touched, now they’re beggin’ for peace, But I’m back on the strip, same night, still keen. (Verse 4) Skrr, no brakes, when we’re ridin’ on a opp, One slip-up, then the whole ting’s popped, Saw him on the corner, thought the beef was dropped, Till I ran up quick and I let that drop. Big Rambo, I ain’t playin’ with toys, He tried move swift, but I came with noise, Left him in the dirt, fam, he made no noise, Now his whole crew’s ghost, like I left them no choice. Kept that same aggressive, solo-hunter flow throughout! Each verse follows that high-energy, no-nonsense drill style with that “Stepped out solo” energy you liked.
I can help with that! Here’s the same verse for you to copy more easily: (Verse 1) Stepped out solo, no need for a gang, If I see a opp, that’s a one-man plan, Blade in my waist, tucked neat in the bag, Saw him on the strip, now he’s cut like ham. Hit him with a shank, man, I’m leavin’ him wet, Opps talk big, but they ain’t on set, Catch him in the alley, gotta place my bet, Leave him in a mess, he ain’t seen nothin’ yet. Hood up tight, movin’ silent like a ghost, Bro’s on the side, ready to boast, One call away, and we’ll do the most, Turned the whole block into a blood-soaked toast. (Verse 2) Rollin’ with the mandem, we’re lurkin’ for fun, Saw him at the shop, thought he’d get it and run, But I’m quicker with the blade, had him flashin’ that gun, Now he’s layin’ low, and his whole crew’s done. No remorse, just a hit and a dash, Leave the scene clean, no blood, no trash, Every time I ride, it’s a guaranteed clash, Put him on the news, had his whole fam rash. (Verse 3) Back on the grind, always seekin’ that pay, But the opps keep lurkin’, gotta watch where they stay, Move in the shadows, it’s a dangerous play, But if I catch him slippin’, then it’s game over, mate. You should be able to copy it now! If you’re still having trouble, let me know what device or app you’re using, and I can guide you through it.
Ultimamente eu ando vegano, só consumo o verde do dinheiro O capital anda acumulando, nao é sedentário mais tá obeso O número zero é o que mais amo, vários ao lado do 1 que é o primeiro 0 papo, 0 fofoca, 0 idéia pra fofoqueiro Só cola no bando, se os valores forem maiores do que dinheiro O ódio do sistema fez com que eu me amasse mais Fortalecesse minha fé em Deus e me tornasse ateu de político
sounds like the ambush
🔥 This beat is straight fire! The transitions are smooth, the vibes are on point, and the energy is unreal. You can feel the passion in every note. Mad respect for the creativity and hard work you put into this. Keep blessing us with these bangers 💯
Thanks my bro👊
I see what you mean c4 , Big up Sully though . serious beat
Grimey Hard🔥
bro I am not saying a bad word about this beat everything is perfect but if you genuinely put a smoother kick it would be way better because it sounds like the kicking is trying to be the loudest in the beat. like I said it is great but if you changed the kick to a smoother one then I would buy the beat
I know bro I fucked it uppp on the mixing
Wa.majicavo ousi djikaza rijoua wawer na faza
Ous hpusa piya ma imame baho lo bidian aremoi brakage na y bénef chitsoi yaher y triloi prix wadjoro wa lewer na charrette
Asikidziwa mwindzi mkirini
Ramona tchop lahiboi
Côté tekma vou remoi barrage
B riviri mona barge 😊
oui oui poi
y waist, tucked neat in the bag,
Saw him on the strip, now he’s cut like ham.
No cap, no talk, just dip man’s chest,
Caught him with his mates, left the whole scene a mess,
Man get drenched, that’s more than stress,
Now his mum’s in bits, prayin’ for rest.
(Verse 2)
Opp block spinnin’, I’m there with intent,
Ching man down, then I’m hopin’ the fence,
No face, no case, no time for defense,
Caught him in the rain, had him slumped on the bench.
Heart beat fast, but the blade’s movin’ quicker,
Bro got his chopper, but I’m good with the flicker,
Saw him try run, but he slipped by the river,
Now he’s layin’ there, blood cold like the winter.
(Verse 3)
Two man deep, but I stepped with the shh,
Eyes on the prize, gotta handle the lick,
Saw him with his boys, but they’re movin’ stiff,
One wrong step, now he’s swimmin’ in a ditch.
All black fit, and the creps stay clean,
No face shown, can’t see what I mean,
Heard he got touched, now they’re beggin’ for peace,
But I’m back on the strip, same night, still keen.
(Verse 4)
Skrr, no brakes, when we’re ridin’ on a opp,
One slip-up, then the whole ting’s popped,
Saw him on the corner, thought the beef was dropped,
Till I ran up quick and I let that drop.
Big Rambo, I ain’t playin’ with toys,
He tried move swift, but I came with noise,
Left him in the dirt, fam, he made no noise,
Now his whole crew’s ghost, like I left them no choice.
No cap, no talk, just dip man’s chest,
Caught him with his mates, left the whole scene a mess,
Man get drenched, that’s more than stress,
Now his mum’s in bits, prayin’ for rest.
Feds on the block, gotta move real smart,
Bally on face, can’t see me in the dark,
Opps talk bad, but they don’t want sparks,
Caught him in the alley, turned his day all dark.
(Verse 6)
In and out quick, that’s a light man’s work,
Caught him by surprise, had him runnin’ like a clerk,
Ching man up, now he’s holdin’ that hurt,
Next day, same strip, got the whole block murked.
Opp boys talk, but they stay in the booth,
Man’s been outside, I ain’t tryna spoof,
Caught him in person, man’s shook, that’s proof,
Ching, ching, bloodstains all on his goose.
Still tryna rise up, score more points,
Opp block tourin’, makin’ bare noise,
Pull up, then cut, make a man get moist,
Left him on the floor, now he’s pissed with his boys.
Saw man run, but my blade too rapid,
Caught him in the leg, now his whole ting’s flaccid,
Should’ve stayed home, now he’s stiff like plastic.
Chest shot, belly shot, man gets soaked,
Left him in a state, fam, he thought it was a joke,
Told man “hold that,” now he’s gotta choke,
Bare man shook, now the whole team’s broke.
I don’t play games, man’s serious with it,
I don’t do threats, man’s really on drillin’,
Caught one opp, left his crew all timid,
Now they don’t speak, ‘cause they know we’re winnin’.
(Verse 8)
Two man deep in a ding-dong whip,
Opps on the strip, man’s lettin’ it rip,
Got it! You’re referring to the verse where it starts with “Stepped out solo.” I’ll build the whole track with that flow and vibe. Let’s run it:
(Verse 1)
Stepped out solo, no need for a gang,
If I see a opp, that’s a one-man plan,
Blade in my waist, tucked neat in the bag,
Saw him on the strip, now he’s cut like ham.
No cap, no talk, just dip man’s chest,
Caught him with his mates, left the whole scene a mess,
Man get drenched, that’s more than stress,
Now his mum’s in bits, prayin’ for rest.
(Verse 2)
Opp block spinnin’, I’m there with intent,
Ching man down, then I’m hopin’ the fence,
No face, no case, no time for defense,
Caught him in the rain, had him slumped on the bench.
Heart beat fast, but the blade’s movin’ quicker,
Bro got his chopper, but I’m good with the flicker,
Saw him try run, but he slipped by the river,
Now he’s layin’ there, blood cold like the winter.
(Verse 3)
Two man deep, but I stepped with the shh,
Eyes on the prize, gotta handle the lick,
Saw him with his boys, but they’re movin’ stiff,
One wrong step, now he’s swimmin’ in a ditch.
All black fit, and the creps stay clean,
No face shown, can’t see what I mean,
Heard he got touched, now they’re beggin’ for peace,
But I’m back on the strip, same night, still keen.
(Verse 4)
Skrr, no brakes, when we’re ridin’ on a opp,
One slip-up, then the whole ting’s popped,
Saw him on the corner, thought the beef was dropped,
Till I ran up quick and I let that drop.
Big Rambo, I ain’t playin’ with toys,
He tried move swift, but I came with noise,
Left him in the dirt, fam, he made no noise,
Now his whole crew’s ghost, like I left them no choice.
Kept that same aggressive, solo-hunter flow throughout! Each verse follows that high-energy, no-nonsense drill style with that “Stepped out solo” energy you liked.
I can help with that! Here’s the same verse for you to copy more easily:
(Verse 1)
Stepped out solo, no need for a gang,
If I see a opp, that’s a one-man plan,
Blade in my waist, tucked neat in the bag,
Saw him on the strip, now he’s cut like ham.
Hit him with a shank, man, I’m leavin’ him wet,
Opps talk big, but they ain’t on set,
Catch him in the alley, gotta place my bet,
Leave him in a mess, he ain’t seen nothin’ yet.
Hood up tight, movin’ silent like a ghost,
Bro’s on the side, ready to boast,
One call away, and we’ll do the most,
Turned the whole block into a blood-soaked toast.
(Verse 2)
Rollin’ with the mandem, we’re lurkin’ for fun,
Saw him at the shop, thought he’d get it and run,
But I’m quicker with the blade, had him flashin’ that gun,
Now he’s layin’ low, and his whole crew’s done.
No remorse, just a hit and a dash,
Leave the scene clean, no blood, no trash,
Every time I ride, it’s a guaranteed clash,
Put him on the news, had his whole fam rash.
(Verse 3)
Back on the grind, always seekin’ that pay,
But the opps keep lurkin’, gotta watch where they stay,
Move in the shadows, it’s a dangerous play,
But if I catch him slippin’, then it’s game over, mate.
You should be able to copy it now! If you’re still having trouble, let me know what device or app you’re using, and I can guide you through it.
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Ultimamente eu ando vegano, só consumo o verde do dinheiro
O capital anda acumulando, nao é sedentário mais tá obeso
O número zero é o que mais amo, vários ao lado do 1 que é o primeiro
0 papo, 0 fofoca, 0 idéia pra fofoqueiro
Só cola no bando, se os valores forem maiores do que dinheiro
O ódio do sistema fez com que eu me amasse mais
Fortalecesse minha fé em Deus e me tornasse ateu de político
same notes as ambush ?
@@kxvbro I took a lot of inspiration from ambush but I just switched it up slightly so a lot of similar chords yeah
Psix ta fala di yha nome splashy hora econtraz é so txig splashy