I remember listening to this beat before I even heard the song it goes so hard but then I heard the song and I started listening to King Von. RIP I can’t believe it’s already been more than a year.
🍿🎃“ON FOE NEM GRAVE”🪦🧟♂️ Get in tune. 🔔📺 KING VON summoned by the devil to come back.👹🔥Grab a snack & check it out.🧃🥪 Full Halloween episode just dropped 👻 ruclips.net/video/B3L5sw0iRok/видео.html 🌿 💎
[Verse 1] Now here it go I just made it home, missed calls on my phone See, I been gone Was tryna hit a lick but that shit just went wrong I got a thot She right off the block, her crib be the spot And we got Glocks Tucked all in the shit, don't come unless you knock But this bitch grimy Told her 'bout this nigga, helped me set him up And she was with it She just want some shoes and she ain't give no fucks So we do that I was at his neck, creepin' from the back But saw the opps and had to let em have it How fucked up is that? But where that bitch? She ain't called me yet, we did that at six And who got hit? I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss Now two weeks pass I'm back on my grind, I can't waste no time The opps been quiet They be whoopin', though, but them niggas not slidin' And I been high I can't even lie, that thot been on my mind Why she ain't called? I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she aight Now it's midnight I'm hittin' some blocks, just me and my Glock Came to a stop I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop My phone keep ringing Just a ho, of course, this bitch prolly bored I press ignore I ain't got no time, a whore gon' be a whore Now I get that feelin' Something ain't right, I look to my right And I'm like, damn There go that flexing nigga, he wavin' his pipe He get to dumpin' Bullets get to coming, my heart get to thumbin' I feel something My left shoulder hot, blood just get to gushing I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch? And he with that bitch I got a glimpse She got them big lips that's made for sucking dick Now it makes sense That ho set me up, that lil' dirty slut The double cross Tryna get me caught like I'm Randy Moss Ah, shit I just dropped my gun, plus I got one arm I'm tryna drive I can't shoot back now, this man on my ass I almost crashed But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real But there go twelve He bust a quick right and I bust a quick left [Interlude] Aw, shit What the fuck, gang, you good? Damn, my shoulder You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin' off last week with them niggas and shit Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look Now this what happened [Verse 2] A week later My arm in a sling, I been sippin' lean Pure codeine I don't feel a thing, my ho say I'm mean I need a blunt Stuff that bitch with Runts, boy, I'm on a hunt And ain't no breakfast But I'm a box a nigga, like some Cap'n Crunch I got a tip That that thot bitch be on 75th Right off Cottage With her best friend, gettin' her hair did I'm like cool Finna make my move, post up what I do This bitch a fool for tryna play me out Like this shit was cool Now it's like two Catch her walkin' out, her new hairstyle blue And she look cute But that mean shit to me, I crept up then I boomed And that was that Now I'm running back, I stop in my tracks There go that Porsche How crazy is that? Boy, I'm on his ass The first blast It shatter his glass, damn, this nigga fast He hit the gas I'm still shootin' at him, but I'm too far back Damn, I'm hyped Let me tuck this pipe, get up out of sight 'Cause I see lights And them bitches bright, can't go to jail for life So I take flight Made it to the hood, everything went good Knock on wood Flame me up a 'Wood, Tooka smellin' good Looked at my phone Got a text from Herb, he say, "What's the word?" I say, shit, I'm just coolin', bitch I'm not from 63rd
Knock on wood me flame me up a wood tooka smelling good looked at my phone got a text from herb he say what’s the word I’m like shit I’m just cooling bitch I’m not from 63rd
Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this Huh, what? (DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Von Now here it go, I just made it home Missed calls on my phone See, I been gone Was tryna hit a lick but that's shit just went wrong I got a thot, she right off the block Her crib be the spot and we got Glocks Tucked all in the shit, don't come in less you knock But this bitch grimey Told her 'bout this nigga Help me set 'em up and she was wit it She just want some shoes And she ain't give no fuck So we do that, I was at his neck Creepin' from the back But saw the opps and had to let 'em have it How fucked up is that? But where that bitch? She ain't called me yet We did that at six and who got hit? I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss Now two weeks pass I'm back on my grind I can't waste no time, the opps been quiet They be whoopin' tho But them niggas not slidin' and I been high I can't even lie that thot been on my mind Why she ain't called? I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she alright Now it's midnight I'm hitting some blocks Just me and my Glock, came to a stop I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop My phone keep ringing Just a hoe of course, this bitch probably bored I press ignore I ain't got no time A whore gon' be a whore Now I get that feeling Something ain't right I look to my right And I'm like, damn There go that flexin' nigga He wavin' his pipe He get to dumpin' Bullets get to comin' My heart get to thumbin' I feel something, my left shoulder hot Blood just get to gushing I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch And he with that bitch I got a glimpse, she got them big lips That's made for suckin' dick Now it make sense That hoe set me up That lil' dirty slut, the double cross Tryna get me caught Like I'm Randy Moss Ah shit, I just dropped my gun Plus I got one arm, I'm tryna drive I can't shoot back now This man on my ass, I almost crashed But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real But there go twelve He bust a quick right And I just bust a left Ah, shit What the fuck, gang, you good? Damn, my shoulder You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin' Off last week with them niggas and shit Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look Now this what happened A week later my arm in a sling I been sippin' lean, pure codeine I don't feel a thing My hoe say I'm mean I need a blunt, stuff that bitch wit Runtz Boy, I'm on a hunt, and ain't no breakfast But I'm a boxer nigga, like some Capt'n Crunch I got a tip that thot bitch be on 75th Right off Cottage With her best friend, gettin' her hair did I'm like cool, finna make my move Post up, what I do This bitch a fool for tryna play me out Like that shit was cool Now it's like two Catch her walking out Her new hairstyle blue and she look cute But that mean ain't shit to me I crept up then I boomed And that was that Now I'm running back I stop in my tracks, there go that Porsche How crazy is that boy, I'm on his ass The first blast, it shatter his glass Damn, this nigga fast, he hit the gas I'm still shooting at him but I'm too far back Damn I'm hype, let me tuck this pipe Get up out of sight 'cause I see lights And them bitches bright Can't go to jail for life, so I take flight Made it to the hood, everything went good Knock on wood, flame me up a 'Wood Tooka smellin' good, looked at my phone Got a text from Herb, he say, "Whats's the word?" I say, shit, I'm just coolin' bitch, I'm not from 63rd Bitch, we're not from 63rd Stretch Gang put in work
Von Now here it go, I just made it home Missed calls on my phone See, I been gone Was tryna hit a lick but that's shit just went wrong I got a thot, she right off the block Her crib be the spot and we got Glocks Tucked all in the shit, don't come in less you knock But this bitch grimey Told her 'bout this nigga Help me set 'em up and she was wit it She just want some shoes And she ain't give no fuck So we do that, I was at his neck Creepin' from the back But saw the opps and had to let 'em have it How fucked up is that? But where that bitch? She ain't called me yet We did that at six and who got hit? I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss Now two weeks pass I'm back on my grind I can't waste no time, the opps been quiet They be whoopin' tho But them niggas not slidin' and I been high I can't even lie that thot been on my mind Why she ain't called? I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she alright Now it's midnight I'm hitting some blocks Just me and my Glock, came to a stop I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop My phone keep ringing Just a hoe of course, this bitch probably bored I press ignore I ain't got no time A whore gon' be a whore Now I get that feeling Something ain't right I look to my right And I'm like, damn There go that flexin' nigga He wavin' his pipe He get to dumpin' Bullets get to comin' My heart get to thumbin' I feel something, my left shoulder hot Blood just get to gushing I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch And he with that bitch I got a glimpse, she got them big lips That's made for suckin' dick Now it make sense That hoe set me up That lil' dirty slut, the double cross Tryna get me caught Like I'm Randy Moss Ah shit, I just dropped my gun Plus I got one arm, I'm tryna drive I can't shoot back now This man on my ass, I almost crashed But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real But there go twelve He bust a quick right And I just bust a left Ah, shit What the fuck, gang, you good? Damn, my shoulder You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin' Off last week with them niggas and shit Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look Now this what happened A week later my arm in a sling I been sippin' lean, pure codeine I don't feel a thing My hoe say I'm mean I need a blunt, stuff that bitch wit Runtz Boy, I'm on a hunt, and ain't no breakfast But I'm a boxer nigga, like some Capt'n Crunch I got a tip that thot bitch be on 75th Right off Cottage With her best friend, gettin' her hair did I'm like cool, finna make my move Post up, what I do This bitch a fool for tryna play me out Like that shit was cool Now it's like two Catch her walking out Her new hairstyle blue and she look cute But that mean ain't shit to me I crept up then I boomed And that was that Now I'm running back I stop in my tracks, there go that Porsche How crazy is that boy, I'm on his ass The first blast, it shatter his glass Damn, this nigga fast, he hit the gas I'm still shooting at him but I'm too far back Damn I'm hype, let me tuck this pipe Get up out of sight 'cause I see lights And them bitches bright Can't go to jail for life, so I take flight Made it to the hood, everything went good Knock on wood, flame me up a 'Wood Tooka smellin' good, looked at my phone Got a text from Herb, he say, "Whats's the word?" I say, shit, I'm just coolin' bitch, I'm not from 63rd Bitch, we're not from 63rd Stretch Gang put in work
Shot out to von man I love this song Im Mad the nigga gone what went wrong had to make a song cuz that shit hitting strong And I’m up sirup in my cup bouts cop a Dutch in the hood boy I wish you would you know the the nigga good as I should I be Wiling fucked a thotty by the wood 156 l be wit the shit and shorty looking lit She a trick boy she on this dick shorty hella thick from the get think I won the bet homie look upset never sweat I be on a jet bust it like a tech feeling vex she ain’t never text savage with the sex and I’m next pull up with a vest bitch it ain’t a test I’m the best got it on my chest put that hoe to rest well oh well nothing more to tell got her on a spell did I tell jungles outta jail fresh up outta cell
🍿🎃“ON FOE NEM GRAVE”🪦🧟♂️ Get in tune. 🔔📺 KING VON summoned by the devil to come back.👹🔥Grab a snack & check it out.🧃🥪 Full Halloween episode just dropped 👻 ruclips.net/video/B3L5sw0iRok/видео.html 🌿 💎
My nigga hit me up say he find a play Ion know how this shit go turn out end of the day Ain’t no body safe so I gotta get my pole Don’t forget to re load Take my mask off atfer we do a drill head to the store Hop back in the car my nigga looking like I did sum wrong I ain’t go say nun tho Ima lean back n just smoke my dope While he chilling playing with his nose but I don’t do no coke Hit up my hoe ask her what’s the play Can you meet me home She ask me where I’m at I’m just viben Chilling with my bro Then she hang up told me be safe yeah you know I keep my pole My nigga playing with his pole not To remind you but he off da coke Put his gun up to the roof while he viben to my song I never seen him this crazy before Shot it in the air I told him you need to leave dat shit alone Told him pull over let me drive this bitch you off dat fucking coke On my way home nigga felt to sleep im in the drive way now I’m walking in the house turn around nigga gun me down Ion think I’m dead but I’m not waking up right now
Bitch it's cold out here them snakes dig holes out here n we keep poles out here n we got goals out here run yo mouth you wont grow old out here he told out here Wrap him up Because he sold out here I see money so old n green just like mold out here You better watch the way you bend cuz you might fold out here I thought that Brodie was my friend guess love don't go round here I see you playing with the opps like you on shows round here I pull up it ain't going to drop I cancel roles out here He tried to duck but he got topped like he got hoes out here This shit get hot when I grill like I keep Coles out here These demons f****** up my brain keep taking tolls out here This demon shit will never change or lose it's hold out here You know these bars be shining heavy I got gold out here His car got rolled out here he tweakin take his soul out here Eat till im full out here keep pushing till we swoll out here B**** who talkin to the Jake's we got a mole out here Clap him up if he get tweakin bad n then we bag him up Fuck my opps ill run em all down till they had enough I don't give a f*** about your feelings b**** I'm sad enough im always reaching down for more like i aint grab enough How you always eating all that hate like you ain't fat enough Magic touch when i get on the beat cant make em mad enough He thinks I'm sweet like a swisher we might pack em up Light em up n smoke em all down before we drag em up So much smoke it look like pounds have us gagging up I can get him bagged real cheap if he keep actin up Pass em up i only play for keeps when i be maskin up This flow hit him so deep it brought his casket up Cant cast it up i put that boy to sleep i shot his gasket up What's done is done bitch we them ones that get it fast as fuck Get in the way might get you cracked up like a plastic cup We dont waste no time to get away that's why we gassed it up Police almost caught me at the corner tried to smash it up I know they see me now I'm glad I put the basket up Don't ask me shit and if you snitch u get yo ass lit up Best believe I'll take it to the grave before i pass it up Fuck my opps heard you fuck with cops fuck up off the block fuck a clock bitch it's demon time that's 32 a glock stay on go so I don't stop either get it or get got bitch don't fucking tell me that you with it if you not either shoot or you get shot I ain't playing swear to God i wont risk allot ill shoot him in the face and leave him shocked I bet they pissed a lot but I don't give a f*** that's how I rock i don't want the sex i just want the neck miss it Yung bleu
Ye me and my Glock I, we just hittin blocks and ion never stop but damn there go the oops it’s time to slide loose ends getting tied yea it’s bout that time so I slide on him , then I get a call from my girl Kim I’m like damn wat yu need I been running from the cops and I can barley breathe .
Made it to the hood everything went good knock on wood flame me up with wood tooka smelling good looked at my phone got a text from herb he say what’s the word I say shi I’m just cooling bitch I’m not from 63rd
Now it’s bout six I need some breesh and shit I’m bout to hit a lick I need a stick if bullets run out I gotta keep a blick ayo j lemme see the lick I show my bro a pic Pree his fit Pree the niggas neck look down at his wrist he chills at 5th that’s like down the block get the fucking glocks at 2 aclock it’s boutta get hot make his body drop now it’s bout 2 we finna rob the dude oh shit Pree his shoes Dey jimmy choos I take out the pipe and I let it loose I took his life then I take his shit then I bust a right I saw the lights them shits super bright finna make me blind do 95 I can not do life I hit the gas cops is on my ass ik that opps gon rat opps gon chat so I bust a left ima run it back I kill the opps then I do the dash I let out a laugh
In the whip Triple digit dash And im off the shits Hunnids on crip Blue strip on my cash Look like a walkin lick Pop a xan before the flight I dont fuck with turbulence Serving zips ill prolly still be at the trap at 36 I wanna talk unless we talkin bout some guap Oh thats yo mans cuz i heard that he be talkin to the cops Im countin bands money dirty so i gotta keep a mop Bussin drops ion fuck with opps i keep it on lock At the trap running up some cash like a runnin back Im fuckin smacked blowin on this gas no panic attack i pop a zak im feeling relaxed im blunt fulla thrax Everynight i say i quit every moring i relaps Introverted to that fuck shit you know im alergic Talkin hot on Internet but dont say shit in person People not who they say they be I filet the beat I aint gone flop bitch im at the top Where they wanna be Im reppin guap reppin double g my gang 23 Send me the spot come thru with the squad we like 20 deep Dont talk alot i just hit my blunt and let the money speak Im with the gang and thats all i need fuck yo company Yall be broke with designer belts yall some fucking jokes You dont want smoke one hit of this gas make em fuckin choke 1 double 0s
Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this Huh, what? DJ on the beat so it's a banger [Verse 1] Now here it go I just made it home, missed calls on my phone See, I been gone Was tryna hit a lick but that shit just went wrong I got a thot She right off the block, her crib be the spot And we got Glocks Tucked all in the shit, don't come unless you knock But this bitch grimy Told her 'bout this nigga, helped me set him up And she was with it She just want some shoes and she ain't give no fucks So we do that I was at his neck, creepin' from the back But saw the opps and had to let em have it How fucked up is that? But where that bitch? She ain't called me yet, we did that at six And who got hit? I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss Now two weeks pass I'm back on my grind, I can't waste no time The opps been quiet They be whoopin', though, but them niggas not slidin' And I been high I can't even lie, that thot been on my mind Why she ain't called? I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she aight Now it's midnight I'm hittin' some blocks, just me and my Glock Came to a stop I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop My phone keep ringing Just a ho, of course, this bitch prolly bored I press ignore I ain't got no time, a whore gon' be a whore Now I get that feelin' Something ain't right, I look to my right And I'm like, damn There go that flexing nigga, he wavin' his pipe He get to dumpin' Bullets get to coming, my heart get to thumbin' I feel something My left shoulder hot, blood just get to gushing I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch? And he with that bitch I got a glimpse She got them big lips that's made for sucking dick Now it makes sense That ho set me up, that lil' dirty slut The double cross Tryna get me caught like I'm Randy Moss Ah, shit I just dropped my gun, plus I got one arm I'm tryna drive I can't shoot back now, this man on my ass I almost crashed But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real But there go twelve He bust a quick right and I bust a quick left [Interlude] Aw, shit What the fuck, gang, you good? Damn, my shoulder You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin' off last week with them niggas and shit Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look Now this what happened [Verse 2] A week later My arm in a sling, I been sippin' lean Pure codeine I don't feel a thing, my ho say I'm mean I need a blunt Stuff that bitch with Runts, boy, I'm on a hunt And ain't no breakfast But I'm a box a nigga, like some Cap'n Crunch I got a tip That that thot bitch be on 75th Right off Cottage With her best friend, gettin' her hair did I'm like cool Finna make my move, post up what I do This bitch a fool for tryna play me out Like this shit was cool Now it's like two Catch her walkin' out, her new hairstyle blue And she look cute But that mean shit to me, I crept up then I boomed And that was that Now I'm running back, I stop in my tracks There go that Porsche How crazy is that? Boy, I'm on his ass The first blast It shatter his glass, damn, this nigga fast He hit the gas I'm still shootin' at him, but I'm too far back Damn, I'm hyped Let me tuck this pipe, get up out of sight 'Cause I see lights And them bitches bright, can't go to jail for life So I take flight Made it to the hood, everything went good Knock on wood Flame me up a 'Wood, Tooka smellin' good Looked at my phone Got a text from Herb, he say, "What's the word?" I say, shit, I'm just coolin', bitch I'm not from 63rd [Outro] Bitch we're not from 63rd Stretch gang put in work
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This one of the most menacing beats I’ve ever heard
ong
Makes me want to rob myself
@@Sebas2Live yo😭😭🤣
I turn this shit up on headset
It’s a bop in the car if you got good bass
Damn it’s already been a month without him and Ik word for word on this song rip man
@kotori lol same
A year today.. rip king von
@@swolomolo yea..😔
@sunnyd pro that’s impressive
We all know he ain't resting in peace, but yeah
Yall lucky i fw yall lol. enjoy
King LeeBoy 😭😭
Too nice with this shit my guy 👌🎶
AlexWitACam yea go ahead
Can you make koly p sun sentinel instrumental please
lmaooo
The high pitch sound reminded me of that one scene from straight outta compton when eazy collapses on the keyboard
gabino v ik right
That scene of the keyboard the keyboard didn't make a sound
what’s the high pitched sound ? i neeeddd more songs with it
Reminds me of a flatline u know when a mf die shit 2 lit
@@nayelymata7379 it’s a lead nigga
I remember listening to this beat before I even heard the song it goes so hard but then I heard the song and I started listening to King Von. RIP I can’t believe it’s already been more than a year.
Oh I’m finna make a banger with this 💯🙌🏼
0:07 using this as a replay button
0:07-0:13 is jus so good bro it never gets old
rest in peace king von.🙏🏽
Oh yeah im finna make a banger with this one 🔥🔥🔥
I’m bout to traumatized this beat ❌🧢
THANK YOU 🔥🔥
My bro over here spiting lol 😂😂😂
THANK YOUUUUUU SOO MUCH
Ahh dymnn big bro fire is coming gang²🔥🔥🥵🥵☮️☮️
2pac Hail Mary spooky vibes 🔥
Coming back a year and 3 months later. Rest In Peace Von
2 years now
Where can i find that sound on repeat or in a video where its only that?
that fucking laser sound be going crazy
What’s the sample for 0:06 and ends at 0:12
Nice vibe bro 💪
King vons the goat of hip hop rip🥱
I went off on this beat rip king von
cap
Post it then
I sang the whole song
@@princeky150 subscribe and I will 🤞🏾
Lol show us then
This shi go hard 🔥🔥🔥🔥
🍿🎃“ON FOE NEM GRAVE”🪦🧟♂️ Get in tune. 🔔📺 KING VON summoned by the devil to come back.👹🔥Grab a snack & check it out.🧃🥪 Full Halloween episode just dropped 👻 ruclips.net/video/B3L5sw0iRok/видео.html 🌿
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Crazy beat 🔥
Yoo beats dope
1:17 what effect is in background
that’s what i’m trynna figure out
Its some high pitch but idk real name
@@janikdz7612 a trace sqr lead probalby
This song slaps🎉🎉🎉🎉
This beat 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯
“Now here it go “
Young Pappy would murder this beat 🔥😤💯
Lul tim would murder this beat as well with him rapping about that night 🔥
RIP Von
what plugin u used for melody?
[Verse 1]
Now here it go
I just made it home, missed calls on my phone
See, I been gone
Was tryna hit a lick but that shit just went wrong
I got a thot
She right off the block, her crib be the spot
And we got Glocks
Tucked all in the shit, don't come unless you knock
But this bitch grimy
Told her 'bout this nigga, helped me set him up
And she was with it
She just want some shoes and she ain't give no fucks
So we do that
I was at his neck, creepin' from the back
But saw the opps and had to let em have it
How fucked up is that?
But where that bitch?
She ain't called me yet, we did that at six
And who got hit?
I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss
Now two weeks pass
I'm back on my grind, I can't waste no time
The opps been quiet
They be whoopin', though, but them niggas not slidin'
And I been high
I can't even lie, that thot been on my mind
Why she ain't called?
I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she aight
Now it's midnight
I'm hittin' some blocks, just me and my Glock
Came to a stop
I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop
My phone keep ringing
Just a ho, of course, this bitch prolly bored
I press ignore
I ain't got no time, a whore gon' be a whore
Now I get that feelin'
Something ain't right, I look to my right
And I'm like, damn
There go that flexing nigga, he wavin' his pipe
He get to dumpin'
Bullets get to coming, my heart get to thumbin'
I feel something
My left shoulder hot, blood just get to gushing
I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch?
And he with that bitch
I got a glimpse
She got them big lips that's made for sucking dick
Now it makes sense
That ho set me up, that lil' dirty slut
The double cross
Tryna get me caught like I'm Randy Moss
Ah, shit
I just dropped my gun, plus I got one arm
I'm tryna drive
I can't shoot back now, this man on my ass
I almost crashed
But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real
But there go twelve
He bust a quick right and I bust a quick left
[Interlude]
Aw, shit
What the fuck, gang, you good?
Damn, my shoulder
You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang
Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin' off last week with them niggas and shit
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look
Now this what happened
[Verse 2]
A week later
My arm in a sling, I been sippin' lean
Pure codeine
I don't feel a thing, my ho say I'm mean
I need a blunt
Stuff that bitch with Runts, boy, I'm on a hunt
And ain't no breakfast
But I'm a box a nigga, like some Cap'n Crunch
I got a tip
That that thot bitch be on 75th
Right off Cottage
With her best friend, gettin' her hair did
I'm like cool
Finna make my move, post up what I do
This bitch a fool for tryna play me out
Like this shit was cool
Now it's like two
Catch her walkin' out, her new hairstyle blue
And she look cute
But that mean shit to me, I crept up then I boomed
And that was that
Now I'm running back, I stop in my tracks
There go that Porsche
How crazy is that? Boy, I'm on his ass
The first blast
It shatter his glass, damn, this nigga fast
He hit the gas
I'm still shootin' at him, but I'm too far back
Damn, I'm hyped
Let me tuck this pipe, get up out of sight
'Cause I see lights
And them bitches bright, can't go to jail for life
So I take flight
Made it to the hood, everything went good
Knock on wood
Flame me up a 'Wood, Tooka smellin' good
Looked at my phone
Got a text from Herb, he say, "What's the word?"
I say, shit, I'm just coolin', bitch
I'm not from 63rd
Fire
@@malakiaharnold3787 lol
Stretch gang put in work
Flying hearing this
not a big fan of drill as much but this beat is so hard
This isn't drill bro
Best beat ever
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYES 😈
Can I rap to this beat and post it
that lead is cold asf
I can hear FBG cash 💸 going in on this beat 🔥
Dis shit hard asf
radium🎉🎉
I love it
rip von 🙏🏽
Made it to the hood, everything was good
Knock on wood me flame me up a wood tooka smelling good looked at my phone got a text from herb he say what’s the word I’m like shit I’m just cooling bitch I’m not from 63rd
@@user-fm5cs9mm5o it’s I’m just cooling bitch I’m not from 63rd
@@jayxgoat thanks
@@user-fm5cs9mm5o Von pack
R.i.p king von I wrote to this long ago ;(
Im Makin Rap Battles Vs Bro Wit dis one🗣🗣🗣🔥🔥🔥
Bout to drop some hear
Heat
I just dropped the remix ... music video? 👀🎖✊🏾 soundcloud.com/user-11221507/lil-ballout-crazy-story-3-remix-unofficial-audio
reprod lil flash amanda bynes instrumental please
🔥🔥
Faxxts
Ima use this
Sha Dotarachi I just dropped the remix ... music video? 👀🎖✊🏾 soundcloud.com/user-11221507/lil-ballout-crazy-story-3-remix-unofficial-audio
Making a song to dis beat
Rip von🕊
I told my bro if the bucs won the Super Bowl I’ll rap on this beat and that didn’t age well💀
Can I use this
Bro i need them to make it like that but only add the « yeah im finna make a banger with this one »
Golden eye pause theme for anyone wondering where the sample from
Flp?
RIP VON WE LOVE U
RIP king von!!!
Dj on the beat so it’s a banger ......
So a week later... I hit the mall.... boom boom boom - King Von
Crazy story part 4 ended
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For God so loved the world, as to give his only begotten Son; that whosoever believeth in him, may not perish, but may have everlasting life
Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this
Huh, what?
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Von
Now here it go, I just made it home
Missed calls on my phone
See, I been gone
Was tryna hit a lick but that's shit just went wrong
I got a thot, she right off the block
Her crib be the spot and we got Glocks
Tucked all in the shit, don't come in less you knock
But this bitch grimey
Told her 'bout this nigga
Help me set 'em up and she was wit it
She just want some shoes
And she ain't give no fuck
So we do that, I was at his neck
Creepin' from the back
But saw the opps and had to let 'em have it
How fucked up is that? But where that bitch?
She ain't called me yet
We did that at six and who got hit?
I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss
Now two weeks pass
I'm back on my grind
I can't waste no time, the opps been quiet
They be whoopin' tho
But them niggas not slidin' and I been high
I can't even lie that thot been on my mind
Why she ain't called?
I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she alright
Now it's midnight I'm hitting some blocks
Just me and my Glock, came to a stop
I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop
My phone keep ringing
Just a hoe of course, this bitch probably bored
I press ignore
I ain't got no time
A whore gon' be a whore
Now I get that feeling
Something ain't right
I look to my right
And I'm like, damn
There go that flexin' nigga
He wavin' his pipe
He get to dumpin'
Bullets get to comin'
My heart get to thumbin'
I feel something, my left shoulder hot
Blood just get to gushing
I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch
And he with that bitch
I got a glimpse, she got them big lips
That's made for suckin' dick
Now it make sense
That hoe set me up
That lil' dirty slut, the double cross
Tryna get me caught
Like I'm Randy Moss
Ah shit, I just dropped my gun
Plus I got one arm, I'm tryna drive
I can't shoot back now
This man on my ass, I almost crashed
But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real
But there go twelve
He bust a quick right
And I just bust a left
Ah, shit
What the fuck, gang, you good?
Damn, my shoulder
You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang
Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin'
Off last week with them niggas and shit
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look
Now this what happened
A week later my arm in a sling
I been sippin' lean, pure codeine
I don't feel a thing
My hoe say I'm mean
I need a blunt, stuff that bitch wit Runtz
Boy, I'm on a hunt, and ain't no breakfast
But I'm a boxer nigga, like some Capt'n Crunch
I got a tip that thot bitch be on 75th
Right off Cottage
With her best friend, gettin' her hair did
I'm like cool, finna make my move
Post up, what I do
This bitch a fool for tryna play me out
Like that shit was cool
Now it's like two
Catch her walking out
Her new hairstyle blue and she look cute
But that mean ain't shit to me
I crept up then I boomed
And that was that
Now I'm running back
I stop in my tracks, there go that Porsche
How crazy is that boy, I'm on his ass
The first blast, it shatter his glass
Damn, this nigga fast, he hit the gas
I'm still shooting at him but I'm too far back
Damn I'm hype, let me tuck this pipe
Get up out of sight 'cause I see lights
And them bitches bright
Can't go to jail for life, so I take flight
Made it to the hood, everything went good
Knock on wood, flame me up a 'Wood
Tooka smellin' good, looked at my phone
Got a text from Herb, he say, "Whats's the word?"
I say, shit, I'm just coolin' bitch, I'm not from 63rd
Bitch, we're not from 63rd
Stretch Gang put in work
R.I.P VON
Von
Now here it go, I just made it home
Missed calls on my phone
See, I been gone
Was tryna hit a lick but that's shit just went wrong
I got a thot, she right off the block
Her crib be the spot and we got Glocks
Tucked all in the shit, don't come in less you knock
But this bitch grimey
Told her 'bout this nigga
Help me set 'em up and she was wit it
She just want some shoes
And she ain't give no fuck
So we do that, I was at his neck
Creepin' from the back
But saw the opps and had to let 'em have it
How fucked up is that? But where that bitch?
She ain't called me yet
We did that at six and who got hit?
I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss
Now two weeks pass
I'm back on my grind
I can't waste no time, the opps been quiet
They be whoopin' tho
But them niggas not slidin' and I been high
I can't even lie that thot been on my mind
Why she ain't called?
I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she alright
Now it's midnight I'm hitting some blocks
Just me and my Glock, came to a stop
I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop
My phone keep ringing
Just a hoe of course, this bitch probably bored
I press ignore
I ain't got no time
A whore gon' be a whore
Now I get that feeling
Something ain't right
I look to my right
And I'm like, damn
There go that flexin' nigga
He wavin' his pipe
He get to dumpin'
Bullets get to comin'
My heart get to thumbin'
I feel something, my left shoulder hot
Blood just get to gushing
I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch
And he with that bitch
I got a glimpse, she got them big lips
That's made for suckin' dick
Now it make sense
That hoe set me up
That lil' dirty slut, the double cross
Tryna get me caught
Like I'm Randy Moss
Ah shit, I just dropped my gun
Plus I got one arm, I'm tryna drive
I can't shoot back now
This man on my ass, I almost crashed
But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real
But there go twelve
He bust a quick right
And I just bust a left
Ah, shit
What the fuck, gang, you good?
Damn, my shoulder
You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang
Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin'
Off last week with them niggas and shit
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look
Now this what happened
A week later my arm in a sling
I been sippin' lean, pure codeine
I don't feel a thing
My hoe say I'm mean
I need a blunt, stuff that bitch wit Runtz
Boy, I'm on a hunt, and ain't no breakfast
But I'm a boxer nigga, like some Capt'n Crunch
I got a tip that thot bitch be on 75th
Right off Cottage
With her best friend, gettin' her hair did
I'm like cool, finna make my move
Post up, what I do
This bitch a fool for tryna play me out
Like that shit was cool
Now it's like two
Catch her walking out
Her new hairstyle blue and she look cute
But that mean ain't shit to me
I crept up then I boomed
And that was that
Now I'm running back
I stop in my tracks, there go that Porsche
How crazy is that boy, I'm on his ass
The first blast, it shatter his glass
Damn, this nigga fast, he hit the gas
I'm still shooting at him but I'm too far back
Damn I'm hype, let me tuck this pipe
Get up out of sight 'cause I see lights
And them bitches bright
Can't go to jail for life, so I take flight
Made it to the hood, everything went good
Knock on wood, flame me up a 'Wood
Tooka smellin' good, looked at my phone
Got a text from Herb, he say, "Whats's the word?"
I say, shit, I'm just coolin' bitch, I'm not from 63rd
Bitch, we're not from 63rd
Stretch Gang put in work
V O N
RIP von🩸❤️
rip von 🕊
Tell me û I made a whole rap
I had to see where did king von got this beat from, this shit Is stupid hard🔥🔥🔥🔥🤬🤯😱💯❤️
Nobody can rap on this beat wit out his flow prove me wrong🤷🏾♂️
Herbo 🐀🚔🚔🚨🚨🚨
Shot out to von man I love this song
Im Mad the nigga gone
what went wrong
had to make a song cuz
that shit hitting strong
And I’m up sirup in my cup bouts cop a Dutch
in the hood boy I wish you would
you know the the nigga good
as I should
I be Wiling fucked a thotty by the wood
156 l be wit the shit and shorty looking lit
She a trick boy she on this dick
shorty hella thick
from the get
think I won the bet
homie look upset
never sweat I be on a jet bust it like a tech
feeling vex she ain’t never text
savage with the sex and I’m next
pull up with a vest bitch it ain’t a test
I’m the best
got it on my chest
put that hoe to rest
well oh well nothing more to tell
got her on a spell did I tell jungles outta jail fresh up outta cell
lol 😅
I can
Do ls anthem
🍿🎃“ON FOE NEM GRAVE”🪦🧟♂️ Get in tune. 🔔📺 KING VON summoned by the devil to come back.👹🔥Grab a snack & check it out.🧃🥪 Full Halloween episode just dropped 👻 ruclips.net/video/B3L5sw0iRok/видео.html 🌿
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Download link?
in description
where is the Interlude
i got fire ass story for this shit when i record ill give you credit 100%
Ayy send me the link 🔥
My nigga hit me up say he find a play
Ion know how this shit go turn out end of the day
Ain’t no body safe so I gotta get my pole
Don’t forget to re load
Take my mask off atfer we do a drill head to the store
Hop back in the car my nigga looking like I did sum wrong
I ain’t go say nun tho
Ima lean back n just smoke my dope
While he chilling playing with his nose but I don’t do no coke
Hit up my hoe ask her what’s the play
Can you meet me home
She ask me where I’m at I’m just viben
Chilling with my bro
Then she hang up told me be safe yeah you know I keep my pole
My nigga playing with his pole not
To remind you but he off da coke
Put his gun up to the roof while he viben to my song
I never seen him this crazy before
Shot it in the air I told him you need to leave dat shit alone
Told him pull over let me drive this bitch you off dat fucking coke
On my way home nigga felt to sleep im in the drive way now
I’m walking in the house turn around nigga gun me down
Ion think I’m dead but I’m not waking up right now
i aint feelin it
Who else just likes to listens to the beat
typa beat that make you wanna go break into somebody home
chief keef mailbox next i can find it i can only find half assed ones
lol you bout 2-3 years late
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Crazy a
i rap the lyrics why listening to this
A week later I just smoked some green then I hit the lean my fake chain made my neck turn green
LMFAO
RIP King Von 👑🙏🏾
Damn bro we need an flp
0:57
0:11
The beat is better then all metros beats
Bitch it's cold out here them snakes dig holes out here n we keep poles out here n we got goals out here run yo mouth you wont grow old out here
he told out here
Wrap him up
Because he sold out here
I see money so old n green just like mold out here
You better watch the way you bend cuz you might fold out here
I thought that Brodie was my friend guess love don't go round here
I see you playing with the opps like you on shows round here
I pull up it ain't going to drop I cancel roles out here
He tried to duck but he got topped like he got hoes out here
This shit get hot when I grill like I keep Coles out here
These demons f****** up my brain keep taking tolls out here
This demon shit will never change or lose it's hold out here
You know these bars be shining heavy I got gold out here
His car got rolled out here he tweakin take his soul out here
Eat till im full out here keep pushing till we swoll out here
B**** who talkin to the Jake's we got a mole out here
Clap him up if he get tweakin bad n then we bag him up
Fuck my opps ill run em all down till they had enough
I don't give a f*** about your feelings b**** I'm sad enough
im always reaching down for more like i aint grab enough
How you always eating all that hate like you ain't fat enough
Magic touch when i get on the beat cant make em mad enough
He thinks I'm sweet like a swisher we might pack em up
Light em up n smoke em all down before we drag em up
So much smoke it look like pounds have us gagging up
I can get him bagged real cheap if he keep actin up
Pass em up i only play for keeps when i be maskin up
This flow hit him so deep it brought his casket up
Cant cast it up i put that boy to sleep i shot his gasket up
What's done is done bitch we them ones that get it fast as fuck
Get in the way might get you cracked up like a plastic cup
We dont waste no time to get away that's why we gassed it up
Police almost caught me at the corner tried to smash it up
I know they see me now I'm glad I put the basket up
Don't ask me shit and if you snitch u get yo ass lit up
Best believe I'll take it to the grave before i pass it up
Fuck my opps heard you fuck with cops fuck up off the block fuck a clock bitch it's demon time that's 32 a glock stay on go so I don't stop either get it or get got bitch don't fucking tell me that you with it if you not either shoot or you get shot I ain't playing swear to God i wont risk allot ill shoot him in the face and leave him shocked I bet they pissed a lot but I don't give a f*** that's how I rock i don't want the sex i just want the neck miss it Yung bleu
RIP
How much is this beat
Ye me and my Glock I, we just hittin blocks and ion never stop but damn there go the oops it’s time to slide loose ends getting tied yea it’s bout that time so I slide on him , then I get a call from my girl Kim I’m like damn wat yu need I been running from the cops and I can barley breathe .
Follow the 10 commandments Christians and ask for forgiveness
Made it to the hood everything went good knock on wood flame me up with wood tooka smelling good looked at my phone got a text from herb he say what’s the word I say shi I’m just cooling bitch I’m not from 63rd
Now it’s bout six I need some breesh and shit I’m bout to hit a lick I need a stick if bullets run out I gotta keep a blick ayo j lemme see the lick I show my bro a pic Pree his fit Pree the niggas neck look down at his wrist he chills at 5th that’s like down the block get the fucking glocks at 2 aclock it’s boutta get hot make his body drop now it’s bout 2 we finna rob the dude oh shit Pree his shoes Dey jimmy choos I take out the pipe and I let it loose I took his life then I take his shit then I bust a right I saw the lights them shits super bright finna make me blind do 95 I can not do life I hit the gas cops is on my ass ik that opps gon rat opps gon chat so I bust a left ima run it back I kill the opps then I do the dash I let out a laugh
In the whip
Triple digit dash
And im off the shits
Hunnids on crip
Blue strip on my cash
Look like a walkin lick
Pop a xan before the flight
I dont fuck with turbulence
Serving zips ill prolly still be at the trap at 36
I wanna talk unless we talkin bout some guap
Oh thats yo mans cuz i heard that he be talkin to the cops
Im countin bands money dirty so i gotta keep a mop
Bussin drops ion fuck with opps i keep it on lock
At the trap running up some cash like a runnin back
Im fuckin smacked blowin on this gas no panic attack i pop a zak im feeling relaxed im blunt fulla thrax
Everynight i say i quit every moring i relaps
Introverted to that fuck shit you know im alergic
Talkin hot on Internet but dont say shit in person
People not who they say they be
I filet the beat
I aint gone flop bitch im at the top
Where they wanna be
Im reppin guap reppin double g my gang 23
Send me the spot come thru with the squad we like 20 deep
Dont talk alot i just hit my blunt and let the money speak
Im with the gang and thats all i need fuck yo company
Yall be broke with designer belts yall some fucking jokes
You dont want smoke one hit of this gas make em fuckin choke
1 double 0s
Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this
Huh, what?
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
[Verse 1]
Now here it go
I just made it home, missed calls on my phone
See, I been gone
Was tryna hit a lick but that shit just went wrong
I got a thot
She right off the block, her crib be the spot
And we got Glocks
Tucked all in the shit, don't come unless you knock
But this bitch grimy
Told her 'bout this nigga, helped me set him up
And she was with it
She just want some shoes and she ain't give no fucks
So we do that
I was at his neck, creepin' from the back
But saw the opps and had to let em have it
How fucked up is that?
But where that bitch?
She ain't called me yet, we did that at six
And who got hit?
I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss
Now two weeks pass
I'm back on my grind, I can't waste no time
The opps been quiet
They be whoopin', though, but them niggas not slidin'
And I been high
I can't even lie, that thot been on my mind
Why she ain't called?
I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she aight
Now it's midnight
I'm hittin' some blocks, just me and my Glock
Came to a stop
I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop
My phone keep ringing
Just a ho, of course, this bitch prolly bored
I press ignore
I ain't got no time, a whore gon' be a whore
Now I get that feelin'
Something ain't right, I look to my right
And I'm like, damn
There go that flexing nigga, he wavin' his pipe
He get to dumpin'
Bullets get to coming, my heart get to thumbin'
I feel something
My left shoulder hot, blood just get to gushing
I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch?
And he with that bitch
I got a glimpse
She got them big lips that's made for sucking dick
Now it makes sense
That ho set me up, that lil' dirty slut
The double cross
Tryna get me caught like I'm Randy Moss
Ah, shit
I just dropped my gun, plus I got one arm
I'm tryna drive
I can't shoot back now, this man on my ass
I almost crashed
But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real
But there go twelve
He bust a quick right and I bust a quick left
[Interlude]
Aw, shit
What the fuck, gang, you good?
Damn, my shoulder
You know this bitch be fuckin' with me, gang
Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that shit that was crackin' off last week with them niggas and shit
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look
Now this what happened
[Verse 2]
A week later
My arm in a sling, I been sippin' lean
Pure codeine
I don't feel a thing, my ho say I'm mean
I need a blunt
Stuff that bitch with Runts, boy, I'm on a hunt
And ain't no breakfast
But I'm a box a nigga, like some Cap'n Crunch
I got a tip
That that thot bitch be on 75th
Right off Cottage
With her best friend, gettin' her hair did
I'm like cool
Finna make my move, post up what I do
This bitch a fool for tryna play me out
Like this shit was cool
Now it's like two
Catch her walkin' out, her new hairstyle blue
And she look cute
But that mean shit to me, I crept up then I boomed
And that was that
Now I'm running back, I stop in my tracks
There go that Porsche
How crazy is that? Boy, I'm on his ass
The first blast
It shatter his glass, damn, this nigga fast
He hit the gas
I'm still shootin' at him, but I'm too far back
Damn, I'm hyped
Let me tuck this pipe, get up out of sight
'Cause I see lights
And them bitches bright, can't go to jail for life
So I take flight
Made it to the hood, everything went good
Knock on wood
Flame me up a 'Wood, Tooka smellin' good
Looked at my phone
Got a text from Herb, he say, "What's the word?"
I say, shit, I'm just coolin', bitch
I'm not from 63rd
[Outro]
Bitch we're not from 63rd
Stretch gang put in work
this beat not it to me😭the remake spot on tho💯
i was thinking the same shit lmao the part 1 beat way better
@@KingLeeBoy facts😂
@@Bobthebob376 Its ok for a story beat.
@Money Facts
U Just Cant Spit, It is what it is.