Still checking at the place still cold Moving in a way no place no snow Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river Move back nigga, move back nigga Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga I come packed with eleven damn shots I claim this city and I take your spotReklama Stay thinking about a white one Thinking about a bright sun That I changed straight from the dark shit No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga You ain't never been a god since the last run No stares in the place that's you A lot of niggas tell me that I never really oweReklama Track track to the place back back nigga Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker [Bridge] Calling Calling Calling I’m calling Calling Calling Calling Shit (Shit)Yea! [Verse 2] Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!) Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!) Change ways niggas no truth no plot Fuck a white brand no top no spot Сhase all day till the darts in the back But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab Claim riches but a nigga been whack Never talk boy with your fake ass stack Сash cash talking about cash cash nigga When I throw that shade catch catch nigga Last time when I talked to a man Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show Please don't try never show my pack Bitch don't cry just move that tech That's trash thought I'd never really say this Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist Bitches say 613 that's the greatest But I never see no niggas ever famous Fax-boy black boy trash boy trash boy Ten fake bape hoodies fake face boy Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit But my thoughts never sick So I'm never not slick nigga nigga Watch me leave this place you stay Think about the fault you made Change the fucking shit you say I may be back another day
Ce daca-s anesteziat cand imi scriu strofa Raman intunecat, dar stralucesc de cand dau proba Am evoluat, n-am inele cate niveluri Nu-s ahtiat de bani si nici nu-mi trebuie vreun premiu E fascinant prin cate dimensiuni ma poarta Daca vrei sa v ii cu mine, ia-ma de mana sa facem arta Indragostit de strada, captivat de univers Un animal de prada, urmaresc sa dau un sens Imi place sa traiesc intens ca realitatea-i stearpa Tablete, potiuni si descopar noi notiuni Doctorand, imi prescriu singur reteta Dau ochii peste cap, imi largesc spectru’ si paleta Mai trag un fum ca parca incepe sa se inchida chakra E ora 1, sunt Omu Negru’, nu mai vin acasa Am mintea varza, da e ciudat cat de bine lucreaza Tot calculeaza, cauta si mai si memoreaza Zici ca am coduri versuri.us Nelimitat: viata si mana Dar nu le bag vrajeala, sigur pe cum trage arma Sa-ti cada in cap icoana ca i-ai mintit pe copii Eu sunt un renegat, nu cred nimic din ce sustii M-am antrenat pana la rang de supranatural Si bagabontii ma respecta c-am ramas real Nu caut sa devin viral, hip hopu’ mi-e vital Nu vreau decat sa scriu intruna, soarele si luna Sa imi arate cum sa fac sa raman mereu calm Sa-mi urmaresc viziunea Sa ocolesc furtuna Si sa ma lase timpul sa raman pan’ la final Sa apuc sa vad si eu cum creste ce plantez
Still Cold Night Lovell You already know guys, 613 We reppin' it still Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen? You already know I took the 96 we do it all day Ball is life from time Yea, yea Still checking if the place still cold Moving in a way no place no snow Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river Move back nigga, move back nigga Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga I come packed with eleven damn shots I claim this city and I take your spot Stay thinking about a white one Thinking about a bright sun That I changed straight from the dark shit No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga You ain't never been a god since the last run No stats in the place that's you A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe Track track to the place back back nigga Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker Calling, calling Calling, I'm calling Calling, calling Calling, shit, yeah Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!) Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!) Change ways niggas no truth no plot Fuck a white brand no top no spot Chase all day till the darts in the back But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab Claim riches but a nigga been whack Never talk boy with your fake ass stack Cash cash talking about cash cash nigga When I throw that shade catch catch nigga Last time when I talked to a man Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show Please don't try never show my pack Bitch don't cry just move that tech That's trash thought I'd never really say this Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist Bitches say 613 that's the greatest But I never see no niggas ever famous Facts, boy black boy trash boy trash boy Ten fake Bape hoodies face ass boy Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit But my thoughts never sick So I'm never not slick nigga nigga Watch me leave this place you stay Think about the fault you made Change the fucking shit you say I may be back another day From the North side You started some like, some cold shit And we run it No more of that game stuff like I'm done with that
PREZENTARE GENERALĂ VERSURI ASCULTAȚI ALȚII AU CĂUTAT ȘI Versuri You already know guys, 613 We reppin' it still Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen? You already know I took the 96 we do it all day Ball is life from time Yea, yea Still checking if the place still cold Moving in a way no place no snow Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river Move back nigga, move back nigga Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga I come packed with eleven damn shots I claim this city and I take your spot Stay thinking about a white one Thinking about a bright sun That I changed straight from the dark shit No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga You ain't never been a god since the last run No stats in the place that's you A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe Track track to the place back back nigga Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker Calling, calling Calling, I'm calling Calling, calling Calling, shit, yeah Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!) Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!) Change ways niggas no truth no plot Fuck a white brand no top no spot Chase all day till the darts in the back But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab Claim riches but a nigga been whack Never talk boy with your fake ass stack Cash cash talking about cash cash nigga When I throw that shade catch catch nigga Last time when I talked to a man Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show Please don't try never show my pack Bitch don't cry just move that tech That's trash thought I'd never really say this Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist Bitches say 613 that's the greatest But I never see no niggas ever famous Facts, boy black boy trash boy trash boy Ten fake Bape hoodies face ass boy Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit But my thoughts never sick So I'm never not slick nigga nigga Watch me leave this place you stay Think about the fault you made Change the fucking shit you say I may be back another day From the North side You started some like, some cold shit And we run it No more of that game stuff like I'm done with that Traduceți în română
Latenight glides got me and the paigons snorin We both have that in common But when it comes to scorin' I get round dere' wid' a quick boring Got sent inside a wooden box Now he's rotting And I don't give a fuck (I don't!) Try talk on my Got bun' I sent her son to go meet god I'm applying skin conditioner My shank is the conditioner getting applied His skin got fried Too much juice spillin Boy is now dry He try try Let me share this meat cutter So you can cut your steak My shank! Done gon left your face spillin liquid all over the rice.
Still checking if the place still cold Moving in a way no place no snow Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river Move back nigga, move back nigga Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga I come packed with eleven damn shots I claim this city and I take your spot Stay thinking about a white one Thinking about a bright sun That I changed straight from the dark shit No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga You ain't never been a god since the last run No stats in the place that's you A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe Track track to the place back back nigga Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker Calling, calling Calling, I'm calling Calling, calling Calling, shit, yeah
Bag tot ce a ramas din tine in extaz Decorul asta ma tradeaza, tre’ sa fac un pas De cate ori m-am intepat, de cate ori am ars 1 3 raman legat, dar un renegat Ce daca-s anesteziat cand imi scriu strofa Raman intunecat, dar stralucesc de cand dau proba Am evoluat, n-am inele cate niveluri Nu-s ahtiat de bani si nici nu-mi trebuie vreun premiu E fascinant prin cate dimensiuni ma poarta Daca vrei sa v ii cu mine, ia-ma de mana sa facem arta Indragostit de strada, captivat de univers Un animal de prada, urmaresc sa dau un sens Imi place sa traiesc intens ca realitatea-i stearpa Tablete, potiuni si descopar noi notiuni Doctorand, imi prescriu singur reteta Dau ochii peste cap, imi largesc spectru’ si paleta Mai trag un fum ca parca incepe sa se inchida chakra E ora 1, sunt Omu Negru’, nu mai vin acasa Am mintea varza, da e ciudat cat de bine lucreaza Tot calculeaza, cauta si mai si memoreaza Zici ca am coduri Nelimitat: viata si mana Dar nu le bag vrajeala, sigur pe cum trage arma Sa-ti cada in cap icoana ca i-ai mintit pe copii Eu sunt un renegat, nu cred nimic din ce sustii M-am antrenat pana la rang de supranatural Si bagabontii ma respecta c-am ramas real Nu caut sa devin viral, hip hopu’ mi-e vital Nu vreau decat sa scriu intruna, soarele si luna Sa imi arate cum sa fac sa raman mereu calm Sa-mi urmaresc viziunea Sa ocolesc furtuna Si sa ma lase timpul sa raman pan’ la final Sa apuc sa vad si eu cum creste ce plantez acum…
Aún compruebo que haga frío No me importa que duela solo dilo, Aún compruebo que haga frío No me importa que duela solo dilo, No me importa lo que digan los demás, No me importa si me aman los demás, Si te contara lo que hice en la parte de atrás me perdonarías? Los perros se acercan pero no convivo, Simplemente esquivo, Busco efectivo, Busco lo que realmente me hace sentir vivo, “DINERO” Sentir vivo, “DINERO” No me puedo quejar todos ellos pueden volar, el problema es que las drogas los van a matar, Y yo puedo atacar sin ninguna adicción, Yo ya tengo reacción y se mi lección, Por eso no hablo de más, negros con Yezzy falsos en las fotos, esta de más Perros aparentan ser otros, Cuando yo llego a algún lugar visto como un dios, Todos son ambusteros lo juro por dios, A el le hablo pero me dice adiós, Llamando llamando Solo gasto dinero En hacer más dinero Llamando llamando El arte de hacer dinero es el mejor de los artes, Todos ellos dicen que hago canciones porque estoy en una carretera vacía, Tienen fotos con bapes de China imagina Sus mujeres me dicen Eva forja una línea, pero me temo que no soy una aerolínea, Ropa de línea color blanca no mierda naranja, No me hables de amor de ello no se nada, eso me decía, Por eso yo la amaba, Se que todos te aman cuando todo lo que tengas sea Gucci, Aunque aveces solo la ilusionaba, No digamos ya nada, Perra no llores solo mueve ese tech, Perra no lo intentes no soy rich, Piensa la mierda que me hiciste Y cuanto me heriste, Mira ahora cómo me vestiste, No marques no folles, No folles no marques, No llores,...
artners collect data and use cookies to personalize and measure them. Accept Set Privacy Preferences GENIUS SIGN UP Download the Android app for a faster experience Still Cold / Pathway Private Night Lovell This is the first song by Lovell that was produced by Dylan Brady. Lovell had seen Brady’s music…read more » 288.9K 3 STILL COLD / PATHWAY PRIVATE LYRICS [Part I: Still Cold] [Intro] You already know guys, 613 We reppin’ it still Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen? You already know I took the 96 we do it all day Ball is life from time Yea, yea [Verse 1] Still checking at the place still cold Moving in a way no place no snow Straight chillin' with my niggas that shiver Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river Move back nigga, move back nigga Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga I come packed with eleven damn shots I claim this city and I take your spot Stay thinking about a white one Thinking about a bright sun That I changed straight from the dark shit No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga You ain't never been a god since the last run No stats in a place that show A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe Track track to the place back back nigga Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
Wow uh ***** Who?? The rapper with woo No popa but a smoker I never ***k your daughter I *ust for my daughter I *ust for my son, brother ***k the g*yrappers I do it holla You need a line? No problem i got u The ko***na Im a warrior The colder, the better you You know lifes not true So staaaaay cool Yeah westside Yeah eastside Rap culture Dont give up the culture The fights not over Keep the thoughts up If nobody needs you you need yourself Get a gun look further! Its still getting colder But my breath is getting warmer I could heaaaar them But i swear i dont see em Darker its getting darker But my soul is the light If i could i would smoke my soul like good Good MARIHUANA!
sorry for being inactive for a bit, been super busy
you can still follow me on twitter for updates tho, thatd be cool
@Diaboliproducer
PERFECT INSTRUMENTAL 🔊🔥🔥🔥
wow this is so accurate nice work man
1579 - no tf it aint
1579 - the hats are a lil bit off and the bass is wayyyyy off
Only melody is accurate. But its good if you dont know original. Overall its quiate good
Lovell making Canada better.
TheOfficialRudy canada is already great
Eh!
He making the world better
Better than justin bieber
@@해병대1312기 no way🤣
This calls for a Freestyle sample 🔥
0:56-3:32
This is oddly beautiful
This is the best beat🔥
Still checking at the place still cold
Moving in a way no place no snow
Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver
Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
Move back nigga, move back nigga
Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga
I come packed with eleven damn shots
I claim this city and I take your spotReklama
Stay thinking about a white one
Thinking about a bright sun
That I changed straight from the dark shit No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga
You ain't never been a god since the last run No stares in the place that's you
A lot of niggas tell me that I never really oweReklama
Track track to the place back back nigga
Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker [Bridge]
Calling
Calling
Calling
I’m calling
Calling
Calling
Calling
Shit (Shit)Yea! [Verse 2]
Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!)
Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!) Change ways niggas no truth no plot
Fuck a white brand no top no spot
Сhase all day till the darts in the back
But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab Claim riches but a nigga been whack
Never talk boy with your fake ass stack Сash cash talking about cash cash nigga
When I throw that shade catch catch nigga Last time when I talked to a man
Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show Please don't try never show my pack
Bitch don't cry just move that tech
That's trash thought I'd never really say this
Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist Bitches say 613 that's the greatest
But I never see no niggas ever famous Fax-boy black boy trash boy trash boy
Ten fake bape hoodies fake face boy Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit
But my thoughts never sick
So I'm never not slick nigga nigga Watch me leave this place you stay
Think about the fault you made
Change the fucking shit you say
I may be back another day
Hello from Türkiye-Antalya 👍🔥
@C. J. f your country
@Doğuş Love Parkour FR f your country
Ce daca-s anesteziat cand imi scriu strofa
Raman intunecat, dar stralucesc de cand dau proba
Am evoluat, n-am inele cate niveluri
Nu-s ahtiat de bani si nici nu-mi trebuie vreun premiu
E fascinant prin cate dimensiuni ma poarta
Daca vrei sa v ii cu mine, ia-ma de mana sa facem arta
Indragostit de strada, captivat de univers
Un animal de prada, urmaresc sa dau un sens
Imi place sa traiesc intens ca realitatea-i stearpa
Tablete, potiuni si descopar noi notiuni
Doctorand, imi prescriu singur reteta
Dau ochii peste cap, imi largesc spectru’ si paleta
Mai trag un fum ca parca incepe sa se inchida chakra
E ora 1, sunt Omu Negru’, nu mai vin acasa
Am mintea varza, da e ciudat cat de bine lucreaza
Tot calculeaza, cauta si mai si memoreaza
Zici ca am coduri versuri.us
Nelimitat: viata si mana
Dar nu le bag vrajeala, sigur pe cum trage arma
Sa-ti cada in cap icoana ca i-ai mintit pe copii
Eu sunt un renegat, nu cred nimic din ce sustii
M-am antrenat pana la rang de supranatural
Si bagabontii ma respecta c-am ramas real
Nu caut sa devin viral, hip hopu’ mi-e vital
Nu vreau decat sa scriu intruna, soarele si luna
Sa imi arate cum sa fac sa raman mereu calm
Sa-mi urmaresc viziunea
Sa ocolesc furtuna
Si sa ma lase timpul sa raman pan’ la final
Sa apuc sa vad si eu cum creste ce plantez
Misto
this is fucking crazy mannn
Ainda checando um lugar frio
Still Cold
Night Lovell
You already know guys, 613
We reppin' it still
Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen?
You already know
I took the 96 we do it all day
Ball is life from time
Yea, yea
Still checking if the place still cold
Moving in a way no place no snow
Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver
Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
Move back nigga, move back nigga
Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga
I come packed with eleven damn shots
I claim this city and I take your spot
Stay thinking about a white one
Thinking about a bright sun
That I changed straight from the dark shit
No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga
You ain't never been a god since the last run
No stats in the place that's you
A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe
Track track to the place back back nigga
Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
Calling, calling
Calling, I'm calling
Calling, calling
Calling, shit, yeah
Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!)
Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!)
Change ways niggas no truth no plot
Fuck a white brand no top no spot
Chase all day till the darts in the back
But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab
Claim riches but a nigga been whack
Never talk boy with your fake ass stack
Cash cash talking about cash cash nigga
When I throw that shade catch catch nigga
Last time when I talked to a man
Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga
Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show
Please don't try never show my pack
Bitch don't cry just move that tech
That's trash thought I'd never really say this
Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist
Bitches say 613 that's the greatest
But I never see no niggas ever famous
Facts, boy black boy trash boy trash boy
Ten fake Bape hoodies face ass boy
Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit
But my thoughts never sick
So I'm never not slick nigga nigga
Watch me leave this place you stay
Think about the fault you made
Change the fucking shit you say
I may be back another day
From the North side
You started some like, some cold shit
And we run it
No more of that game stuff like
I'm done with that
Abraão Prado Santana I don’t think anyone read that
@@jimbob1058 if you're here, than you read
i read. i like this version better cos him rapping is ass
Lovell to good
PREZENTARE GENERALĂ
VERSURI
ASCULTAȚI
ALȚII AU CĂUTAT ȘI
Versuri
You already know guys, 613
We reppin' it still
Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen?
You already know
I took the 96 we do it all day
Ball is life from time
Yea, yea
Still checking if the place still cold
Moving in a way no place no snow
Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver
Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
Move back nigga, move back nigga
Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga
I come packed with eleven damn shots
I claim this city and I take your spot
Stay thinking about a white one
Thinking about a bright sun
That I changed straight from the dark shit
No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga
You ain't never been a god since the last run
No stats in the place that's you
A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe
Track track to the place back back nigga
Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
Calling, calling
Calling, I'm calling
Calling, calling
Calling, shit, yeah
Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!)
Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!)
Change ways niggas no truth no plot
Fuck a white brand no top no spot
Chase all day till the darts in the back
But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab
Claim riches but a nigga been whack
Never talk boy with your fake ass stack
Cash cash talking about cash cash nigga
When I throw that shade catch catch nigga
Last time when I talked to a man
Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga
Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show
Please don't try never show my pack
Bitch don't cry just move that tech
That's trash thought I'd never really say this
Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist
Bitches say 613 that's the greatest
But I never see no niggas ever famous
Facts, boy black boy trash boy trash boy
Ten fake Bape hoodies face ass boy
Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit
But my thoughts never sick
So I'm never not slick nigga nigga
Watch me leave this place you stay
Think about the fault you made
Change the fucking shit you say
I may be back another day
From the North side
You started some like, some cold shit
And we run it
No more of that game stuff like
I'm done with that
Traduceți în română
Dope
Güzel dimi
Latenight glides got me and the paigons snorin
We both have that in common
But when it comes to scorin'
I get round dere' wid' a quick boring
Got sent inside a wooden box
Now he's rotting
And I don't give a fuck
(I don't!)
Try talk on my
Got bun'
I sent her son to go meet god
I'm applying skin conditioner
My shank is the conditioner getting applied
His skin got fried
Too much juice spillin
Boy is now dry
He try try
Let me share this meat cutter
So you can cut your steak
My shank!
Done gon left your face spillin liquid all over the rice.
Still checking if the place still cold
Moving in a way no place no snow
Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver
Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
Move back nigga, move back nigga
Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga
I come packed with eleven damn shots
I claim this city and I take your spot
Stay thinking about a white one
Thinking about a bright sun
That I changed straight from the dark shit
No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga
You ain't never been a god since the last run
No stats in the place that's you
A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe
Track track to the place back back nigga
Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
Calling, calling
Calling, I'm calling
Calling, calling
Calling, shit, yeah
0:00 and 3:31 music you hear before someone goes to hell
Vincnet what??
Bag tot ce a ramas din tine in extaz
Decorul asta ma tradeaza, tre’ sa fac un pas
De cate ori m-am intepat, de cate ori am ars
1 3 raman legat, dar un renegat
Ce daca-s anesteziat cand imi scriu strofa
Raman intunecat, dar stralucesc de cand dau proba
Am evoluat, n-am inele cate niveluri
Nu-s ahtiat de bani si nici nu-mi trebuie vreun premiu
E fascinant prin cate dimensiuni ma poarta
Daca vrei sa v ii cu mine, ia-ma de mana sa facem arta
Indragostit de strada, captivat de univers
Un animal de prada, urmaresc sa dau un sens
Imi place sa traiesc intens ca realitatea-i stearpa
Tablete, potiuni si descopar noi notiuni
Doctorand, imi prescriu singur reteta
Dau ochii peste cap, imi largesc spectru’ si paleta
Mai trag un fum ca parca incepe sa se inchida chakra
E ora 1, sunt Omu Negru’, nu mai vin acasa
Am mintea varza, da e ciudat cat de bine lucreaza
Tot calculeaza, cauta si mai si memoreaza
Zici ca am coduri
Nelimitat: viata si mana
Dar nu le bag vrajeala, sigur pe cum trage arma
Sa-ti cada in cap icoana ca i-ai mintit pe copii
Eu sunt un renegat, nu cred nimic din ce sustii
M-am antrenat pana la rang de supranatural
Si bagabontii ma respecta c-am ramas real
Nu caut sa devin viral, hip hopu’ mi-e vital
Nu vreau decat sa scriu intruna, soarele si luna
Sa imi arate cum sa fac sa raman mereu calm
Sa-mi urmaresc viziunea
Sa ocolesc furtuna
Si sa ma lase timpul sa raman pan’ la final
Sa apuc sa vad si eu cum creste ce plantez acum…
This is perfect holy fuck
can i make a sound upon this beat?
Can someone give me the flp
This is goooood
KING☼
Holy shit, I am definitely having two songs produced by you coming out... This shit is crazy.
Gregory Hüston [CFG] man that is something that has been waited on for a while, did you get the track I sent you?
I am from Russia and I really like your art, I would like to make a joint track !!!!!
Donum atletimle dalga geçiyosunuz siz babet çorabı giyiyosunuz
Luke Cage sonunda türk
@@ozcancj1070 seaaa len mqq
peynir gibi karılarla geziyosunuz
Ben doğalım
Aún compruebo que haga frío
No me importa que duela solo dilo,
Aún compruebo que haga frío
No me importa que duela solo dilo,
No me importa lo que digan los demás,
No me importa si me aman los demás,
Si te contara lo que hice en la parte de atrás me perdonarías?
Los perros se acercan pero no convivo,
Simplemente esquivo,
Busco efectivo,
Busco lo que realmente me hace sentir vivo, “DINERO”
Sentir vivo, “DINERO”
No me puedo quejar todos ellos pueden volar, el problema es que las drogas los van a matar,
Y yo puedo atacar sin ninguna adicción,
Yo ya tengo reacción y se mi lección,
Por eso no hablo de más,
negros con Yezzy falsos en las fotos, esta de más
Perros aparentan ser otros,
Cuando yo llego a algún lugar visto como un dios,
Todos son ambusteros lo juro por dios,
A el le hablo pero me dice adiós,
Llamando llamando
Solo gasto dinero
En hacer más dinero
Llamando llamando
El arte de hacer dinero es el mejor de los artes,
Todos ellos dicen que hago canciones porque estoy en una carretera vacía,
Tienen fotos con bapes de China imagina
Sus mujeres me dicen Eva forja una línea, pero me temo que no soy una aerolínea,
Ropa de línea color blanca no mierda naranja,
No me hables de amor de ello no se nada, eso me decía,
Por eso yo la amaba,
Se que todos te aman cuando todo lo que tengas sea Gucci,
Aunque aveces solo la ilusionaba,
No digamos ya nada,
Perra no llores solo mueve ese tech,
Perra no lo intentes no soy rich,
Piensa la mierda que me hiciste
Y cuanto me heriste,
Mira ahora cómo me vestiste,
No marques no folles,
No folles no marques,
No llores,...
chef it’s a translation in Spanish it’s hella weird lmfao
Hold on
where did you get those kick sounds in the intro?
The intro is from the original .. duh
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STABİL'İN FREE DEN GELENLER VAR MI
:d
@@hellredbutcher aynen kankam
nice
squad fam
1:25x speed sounds better
Hey can i use this for my cinematic video? :)
Yes
Citron contre le diable mouwahidoune
Already!!
❤️
1.25x speed 👀😂
Its actually fire fr
Lowkey sounds like this could be the among us theme
no. just...no
Its not same but not thaaat bad xD
👍
les lumiére xénon blanches de dieu dans le noir de la foret
Ehhhh aint so accurate
YNGDMND - Dark Vibes (Night Lovell - Still Cold/Pathway Private) Remix
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Still Cold / Pathway Private
Night Lovell
This is the first song by Lovell that was produced by Dylan Brady. Lovell had seen Brady’s music…read more »
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STILL COLD / PATHWAY PRIVATE LYRICS
[Part I: Still Cold]
[Intro]
You already know guys, 613
We reppin’ it still
Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen?
You already know
I took the 96 we do it all day
Ball is life from time
Yea, yea
[Verse 1]
Still checking at the place still cold
Moving in a way no place no snow
Straight chillin' with my niggas that shiver
Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
Move back nigga, move back nigga
Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga
I come packed with eleven damn shots
I claim this city and I take your spot
Stay thinking about a white one
Thinking about a bright sun
That I changed straight from the dark shit
No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga
You ain't never been a god since the last run
No stats in a place that show
A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe
Track track to the place back back nigga
Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
Wow uh
*****
Who??
The rapper with woo
No popa but a smoker
I never ***k your daughter
I *ust for my daughter
I *ust for my son, brother
***k the g*yrappers
I do it
holla
You need a line?
No problem i got u
The ko***na
Im a warrior
The colder, the better you
You know lifes not true
So staaaaay cool
Yeah westside
Yeah eastside
Rap culture
Dont give up the culture
The fights not over
Keep the thoughts up
If nobody needs you you need yourself
Get a gun look further!
Its still getting colder
But my breath is getting warmer
I could heaaaar them
But i swear i dont see em
Darker its getting darker
But my soul is the light
If i could i would smoke my soul like good
Good MARIHUANA!
808 out of tune
First
Hell yeah!
0:00 and 3:31 music you hear before someone goes to hell