Відео

Take the base out use king von

Écrase mon ex copine T'inquiète pas pour moi mec Je suis déjà avec ma Nouvelle chou J'en ai rien a faire tu viens Pas lui demander ses Comptes et dommage elle va Pas te cala même si t'es Sons vos discussions n'iront Pas plus loin Écrasse jour après jour mon ex Copine elle était trop Présser de me vider Va sy c'est de l'humour ce que Je te dis mais va s'y la meuf Avec qui j'étais C'est une ex donc une ex C'est une personne qui n'est Plus sur toi mais je m'en fou Comme j'ai dis je fais des sons Lourd et en plus j'ai ma Nouvelle chou Et puis le temps ne va pas T'attendre seul dieu peut T'attendre le temps non Donc va s'y brise mon ex Mon ex c'est ta meuf et moi J'ai ma nouvelle donc Maintenant je vais te dire La vérité je m'en bas les Steaks d'elle elle n'était pas Parfaite pour moi ainsi va la Vie elle est parfaite pour toi Vas'y mon gars Écrase la , écrase, écrase la Je t'ai pas dit en mode meurtre Non juste va faire D'elle une mère de famille si Elle le souhaite Écrasse mon ex copine T'inquiète pas pour moi mec Je suis déjà avec ma nouvelle Chou et je suis bien mieux Avec ma nouvelle et elle Au moin je l'aime et elle est La femme parfaite pour moi Donc maintenant tg et fait Ta vie avec mon ex

Прометаћу руку у осам, или нећу отићи док се не испразни. Овај дечак не смета Бутбаигони, видим зашто они воле завист. Желим да желим да ЛВ, Праду или Гуцци, можда бих само увредио своје опе у Фендију. А када се сок пролити као сока, не, нећу рећи ни речи као што је Кени. Бакар Брејкс Доун Ме Пал Н Бацк Бакар Брејкс Доун Ме Пал Н Бацк [Версе 2: А9Дбо Фундс] У мојој руци долази као Корона, ако кашља два пута, онда је турнин' спаковати. Кажу да долазимо као спортисти, кружимо ваш блок и ми им радимо у круговима. Сви напади, Треина добија ову паигону, све нападање на пољу, не недостаје. Мислио је да је он велики као Macтиll ја сам извукао овај stick, trynа swing за леђа. [Версе 3: А92 БТ] У банду, не Kaи,\160, али ја још увек makе Кс из ове Lyце сим Јеци из јаке иритирају моју кожу, не могу да ме ставе у канту, без коментара, не могу да певају. Не певај као 6, не цинирај као 9. Још увек кружи 9 два пута. Са машином, без теретане, Треина га је ставила на небо. Направите дечака из оп, а моја ме је задобила. [Версе 4: Офица] Где су? Где су они одсени? Где су паигоне? Нека дечакове оèи изгледају као Азијат. Округли смо се тамо у свакој прилици, то није вожња, то је инвазија. И ако се зајебаш са њима, то је једноставна једначина, ти си пар. А ти ло ти ти де, више времена када се клизамо тамо, то је брзо, без прорачуна. [Версе 5: А9Ксав] Од Божје грациозности, не завршим као живот, али и даље клизам, видим ме правог јахача. Ја сам јахао као Кина, поцепао 2 Г-ове, натерао их да се капију као дизајнер. У блоку, обучен у црно као што је Цхина. Свежи ваздух, види ме у клизалиштима. Надам се да не морам да те подсетим, а да те сјејебам Деветке. Не могу да им поднесем дечак из 9. Све што знају је да кажу лажи, говоре лажи, али њихов главни дечак је попрскан, крштен. И још 9 дечака је хоспитализован. Сваки разговор о А-у, вежбе се обавимо ја и момци. Дбо Треина замахује за леђа, не може да се љуља за леђа, па остају унутра. [Версе 6: А9Дбо Фундс] Оштри мушкарац лице као Ал Паћино Буцк-буцк-бак у А и можете држати две на боји, без слободног бацања. Бов, лук, сада, пиштољ треба да се поново. Упали у замку са једним отвореним оком, а маèке не жононгле тај кило. Дбо Фундс, не можеш да пропустиш на путу. Фундц јер је зелен као Це-Ло. Бро-бро је отишао и разбио тај пиштољ, мислим да неће уништити тај случај. Кажу да не клизимо до Б, али Фоомеи Гаф је сломљен, нема трага. Оставили су Рексифихтина за живот, на болничком кревету, дан готцхиндроад. А1 јој даје курац у стомаку, на којој је страни? Питајте своје паигонске бае [Версе 7: А92 БТ] О клизи на Б, клизимо у Б. Колико смо људи јурили ми?

buen istrumental nigga bendiciones

The Grime 808 slides are like Cherry on Top

I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny

I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip two g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya Off the-, and fuck the- I can't stand them boy from the- All they know is tell lies, tell lies But their main boy got splashed, baptized And another- boy got hospitalized Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro, bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the- But- got smashed, no trace They left- fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae About slide to the-, we slide to the- How many man got chased by we? And lil' man- got got times three All the-, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loose, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like FIFA But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down- Two more down, that's no more targets I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? In your block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer

What is the name of the grime 808 from CZR’s kit that you used?

how did you get your beat on plugged in? :)

A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K [Verse 1: Ksav] I’ll swing my arm in a figure of 8 Or I won't leave till the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny [Verse 2: Dbo] My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you pack They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big likе mac 'Till I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs [Verse 3: Trapboy BT] In the bando, no Kay But I still make K’s from this Lyca sim Thе jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Dont sing like 6, dont snitch like 9 Still circle the nine 2 times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine [Verse 4: Offica] Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti dé, more time when we slide round there its a quick ting, no calculation [Verse 5: Ksav] By God’s grace I dont end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we’ll ride out I ying yang like China, rip 2 g’s Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind yous Up the A and fuck the Niners I can't stand them boy from the Nine All they know is tell lies, tell lies But there main boy got splashed, baptised And another Nine boy got hospitalised Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside [Verse 6: Dbo] Scar man’s face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold 2 on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can’t miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro bro went and bust that gun I dont think that he’ll bust that case They say we dont slide to the B But Foomey’s gaff got smashed, no trace They left Rexy fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae [Verse 7: Trapboy BT] About slide to the B, we slide to the B How many man got chased by we? And lil' man Rose got got times 3 All the Niners, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets [Verse 8: Offica] Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loos, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man [Verse 9: Ksav] I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like Fifa But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down Swift 2 more down, that's no more targets [Verse 10: Dbo] I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz [Verse 11: Trapboy BT] Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? [Verse 12: Offica] In the block like awon da oya b’ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, 22 on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju si le omo dancer

Durísimo bro sabes tu trabajo.

it needs to be a loadingscreen music

Ball like a boss and ball how I want till my mission complete I could get money to last me the year And I’ll still need a re by the end of the week What’s with your bro I don’t know what he means Boy this the streets, we think on our feet I cannot squabble all over a watch Cos I knew Johnny before Phillipe [Verse 1] Run from the plug cuh his belly was full No it weren’t great but it’s calm it was cool Back in the day when we wanted to play Having your blade was a part of the rules Watch when you’re down they don’t answer your calls When bro was wanted I harboured the four If they ain’t working I’m starving them all Feds kicked the door disembark with the crew Feds kicked the door disembark out the place Cos there’s packets of yay by the bottle of Wrays Brodie a zombie he’s off it today Baddie, I think she wants it today Cabbie, jump in the ride and I sway Happy, copped me a box of the pot This ain’t estates we don’t trap on the corner but these Nokias have us working a lot Fuck what you want, take what you get This world we live in you earn your respect If the nigga ask questions it comes from the best Straight from the V, down to the S Free my boy up that’s a nigga I miss He’ll rob a boy on the way to a lick I ain’t waiting for shit I’m impatient with it Aye

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A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip two g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya Off the-, and fuck the- I can't stand them boy from the- All they know is tell lies, tell lies But their main boy got splashed, baptized And another- boy got hospitalized Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro, bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the- But- got smashed, no trace They left- fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae About slide to the-, we slide to the- How many man got chased by we? And lil' man- got got times three All the-, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loose, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like FIFA But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down- Two more down, that's no more targets I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? In your block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer

Damn right I like this Charlie. 🔥

When the bullied kid comes back to school with gang

Iffff

I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation

LOOK my flow hard I ain't tryna go smart hit in the dart man got bleep in the ducking house beside the mouse

0:12

Bpm?

Rap able

Yo charlie my dude this beat was hard bro

Fire🙌

Best drill beat ever for me

Bruh where did all your videos go?

what 808 did you use?

Make a rap

Yoo charlie i like this one

[Ksav:] A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K I'll swing my arm in a figure of 8 Or I won't leave till the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny [Dbo:] My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you pack They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like mac 'Till I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs [Trapboy BT:] In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like 6, don't snitch like 9 Still circle the nine 2 times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine [Offica:] Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti dé, more time when we slide round there its a quick ting, no calculation [Ksav:] By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip 2 g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind yous Up the A and fuck the Niners I can't stand them boy from the Nine All they know is tell lies, tell lies But there main boy got splashed, baptised And another Nine boy got hospitalised Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside [Dbo:] Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold 2 on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the B But Foomey's gaff got smashed, no trace They left Rexy fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae [Trapboy BT:] About slide to the B, we slide to the B How many man got chased by we? And lil' man Rose got got times 3 All the Niners, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets [Offica:] Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loos, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man [Ksav:] I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like Fifa But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down Swift 2 more down, that's no more targets [Dbo:] I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz [Trapboy BT:] Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? O [Offica:] In the block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, 22 on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer

mad beat bro, am i allowed to use this for an intro if i drop link to this? and if so would i need to ask for each beat or can I do the same for others? thanks g

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💙🔥

"I swing my arms in a figure of 8, or I won't leave till the whole clip empty..."

yo can you do block 6’s plugged in instrumental? plz?

0:06

whats that vox called?

The drums so fucking good init defo one of the best drill beats 😭😭😭

Best Drill beat ever for a cypher

Rise it attack it grab him damage No joke ting told Brodie pack him Talkin Gm’s not rappin like U know all the pigs dem attaching Keeping it minimal Capping Got Year 9’s wanna shine get clapping Tap him, wrap him, life ain’t lavish

Which scale did u use and which chords