Відео

Истиный золотой бит

Jak masz plan dawaj działaj Opłaci Ci się praca Doświadczenia bagaż Duchowo się wzbogacaj Odrzuć to co męczy głowe

Im still holding the feeling of growth seeding, in my palms closed leading me straight over to meet in, where the hard flows kick in that take over your feelings, A magician with the rhythm go see him, keep preeing, keep on creeping, a couple of times I let em gone meet him,

8 years later still a banger. Real memories

How much and where can I purchase this beat?

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Yeah mannn

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Parçaladım ellerimle dünyayı Nasılsınız morfin değil rüyalara ben daldım sakinim ve kaybettim ruhani varlığımı Çok değilse en azından kanıtladım varlığımı Kaç gece de Seyre daldım hayallerin sandığına Kitli kaldı keyfim ve şaştım akıl sağlıma Daracık ruhum nasıl alıştı kıyafetin bolluğuna zaten o an anlamıştım kinli rapçi olduğuma

is shooting 🔥

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Indeed Hardcore

very capacit

Hot Stuff 🔥

apocalipse humano

que levada loka desse bit

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Listen always!❤ after 7year!

Hell yeah dude! Happy to sub.

Explicit

🏃🏿💨 🔥Run! This beat is on fire! Save yourself! 🔥😱

Fire 🔥🚒 someone call the fire-department… Oh no… its outta control 🔥🧯….. it keeps burning.. too much Fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

This is Assault 🤜🏿💥🔥

يا الأسطوري 🔥🔥🔥👑

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🙌🏾Coldbeatz🙌🏾Never disappoints🔥 💯🔥

Bro you have great beats. You should definitely make beats more often 👊 🔥🔥

Let me on what kind of beat should I upload next! Also if you have any suggestions let me know in the comments!

Really dirrrrrty

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Fire

Yoo keep droppin bro

As vezes eu não sei como um ser humano desse aínda não virou um poderoso 😮o melhor é você 🫵🏼😊

Quero ela pra mim ,vou escrever a melhor história de vida de cada um 🔥🌹👊🏼🌟✨💫

eso que viene de atras es el pasado pesado que me viene a buscar

*promo sm* 😂

Common boys refocus

Can anyone help tell me from what minute to what minute to enter the reef section?🙏

A classic

A BANGER! 🔥🔥🔥

First

This is the night mail crossing the Border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner, the girl next door. Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb: The gradient's against her, but she's on time. Past cotton-grass and moorland boulder Shovelling white steam over her shoulder, Snorting noisily as she passes Silent miles of wind-bent grasses. Birds turn their heads as she approaches, Stare from bushes at her blank-faced coaches. Sheep-dogs cannot turn her course; They slumber on with paws across. In the farm she passes no one wakes, But a jug in a bedroom gently shakes. Dawn freshens, Her climb is done. Down towards Glasgow she descends, Towards the steam tugs yelping down a glade of cranes Towards the fields of apparatus, the furnaces Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen. All Scotland waits for her: In dark glens, beside pale-green lochs Men long for news. Letters of thanks, letters from banks, Letters of joy from girl and boy, Receipted bills and invitations To inspect new stock or to visit relations, And applications for situations, And timid lovers' declarations, And gossip, gossip from all the nations, News circumstantial, news financial, Letters with holiday snaps to enlarge in, Letters with faces scrawled on the margin, Letters from uncles, cousins, and aunts, Letters to Scotland from the South of France, Letters of condolence to Highlands and Lowlands Written on paper of every hue, The pink, the violet, the white and the blue, The chatty, the catty, the boring, the adoring, The cold and official and the heart's outpouring, Clever, stupid, short and long, The typed and the printed and the spelt all wrong. Thousands are still asleep, Dreaming of terrifying monsters Or of friendly tea beside the band in Cranston's or Crawford's: Asleep in working Glasgow, asleep in well-set Edinburgh, Asleep in granite Aberdeen, They continue their dreams, But shall wake soon and hope for letters, And none will hear the postman's knock Without a quickening of the heart, For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?

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