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Y’all lmk wassup I actually went back over this beat and REMADE it again and it sounds way better!!

Can I buy this bro no bs I don’t know if your still active on this account but if you are send me a message !

OYEA 2:38

Rip it

So fireeee

Yesssir

Hey bro how you doing I used to go to school with you at kps or tca just came across your Channel you still riding dirt bikes?

Yoo is this shit sold

Leave a nigga suicidal like the doors up on the flo never been a actors so u know This ain’t a show rock ya shit with out the pole grim shit like the reaper how u lose ya soul rip and running shit night that’s just how it goes u looking at a fearless leader rolling in a two seater pull up on ya hoe 2 minutes later she at mah crib ain’t have to greet her Kurt angle that ass that Just how I treat her thumbing through bread it’s a book I’m a reader mean you a dropout jester classclown broken record how u sound in yo raps throw on ya gown you a bitc like that not pulling ya tail don’t fuck with cats except the hoes that I crack chiropractic snap it you hummingbird cut off ya wings u can’t flap it niggas undercover like a jacket talking sideways all that racket look me in my eyes folding you a packet mail ‘em to the god he’s a bad package pins and needles he was tacky rolling with za but call it beetles the way u get slapped no opinions just facts could grab the Mac to wash u up my hands more of the cleaner like my Broads cool headed yet abrasive it mean she meaner with a honest demeanor hear one name Josefina taliyah jasmine and can’t forget Tina all in a coupe Call em chickens or hens don’t be a fool step in the lions den boy u can’t fend for yourself u gon need help dusty niggas stay on the shelf better for ya health u broke u gon need wealth drip so tight my last name should be belt also how it be whipping straight whiplash got on his ass now he in the past jimmy N gotta blast manian devil call me taz hustle and flow had to add the razz up in the two seater turn up the speaker get in my zone get silent no need for speaking bread is what I’m seeking I’m like the ceiling dripping they I’m leaking shit talking you tweaking get in ya face yo voice weaken

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Whos here from alysha

This my ambitions as a rider She wanna have my baby she told me to cum inside That hoe must be crazy Strapped up like the Navy This a chopper, this ain't no 380 I was born in the '90s but they thought I was born in the '80s Bitch I got the down home blues, all this blue cheese Can't fit in my jeans, I'm surrounded by killers and thieves Your bitch on her knees now they ashy A nigga broke, he can't afford no feature then don't ask me My niggas, grimy, tuck your chain and fuck around and snatch it Bitch we leave a dread head bald, chopper bullets patch it At your funeral can't see your face because the closed casket And I'm leaving with the whole mall like I just got my taxes My new car give you the ugly face like you eat sour patches We can't find his ass, he was hiding, so we took it out on his rapping Bitch on fleek like the manikin ban that cheap shit you tacky That Boy gon' fold, get in that hole, I know he gon' panic I hit your ass with these big old 45 bullets You bleeding, you can't breathe, trigger squeeze Automatic 40s, I wish a nigga pull it So I could show him I'm not pussy Chopper knock a nigga out cold Landed Micheal Watson fight all my battles bitch Think don't think I'm talking about no boxing Sit back and watch me Cause you can't stop me Bitch I'm the trending topic She suck it sloppy That bitch a fool, I love the way she top me Feeling like Rocky, beat up my trap cause I need every profit So what you need nigga? Want paraphernalia, come and cop it Went to school with the rocket, kept that bitch up in my pocket I pistol whip the back of your head, knock ya eye out the socket I'll knock your ass out the picture nigga and I ain't have to crop it Gang, you know we don't squash shit So nigga don't start shit Get a brick of that soft, get a QP of that hot shit I'm tryna be cool So I'm toting on this Tec with the cooler kit Like Tajj Gibson me and my niggas be on that bullshit Roll off the hip I up this bitch and hand you a full clip Who wanna race? My car so fast it might do a full flip Got to get to these chips, got my own cheese, now I can double dip I just drunk a fifth but I'm probably gon' take another sip Said she wanna see me but I probably link with another bitch I just robbed that nigga on my way to go hit another lick He was sneak dissing, pulled up with choppers, took a fronta shit Niggas yell out they real but don't be on no 100 shit Aye pussy niggas know we got the heaters when we slide Pussy nigga, you gon' fuck around, need Jesus on your side We ran up in a nigga house and his old lady was inside Only reason we ain't flame it up, some babies up inside I lose my mind when I pop pills and I get crazy up inside Thought he was a hot nigga till I put that laser on his ass Left his ass in shock like I used my bitch taser on his ass I get so high, get on 290 and just ride Don't lose your life over your pride If you want war with me just go out of town if you gon' hide Look him in his eyes That nigga had cried before he died You better go and buy you a pistol nigga before you try Niggas say they with you but hesitate when it's time to slide Them niggas get quiet Make me mad, I bring out my mask and get on your ass This bitch fast, I'm hitting the gas, my engine in the ass We beat your ass up in the club now we waiting outside You got fo nem on your ass, boy your ass better not come outside Pockets swole, shit can't even fold, my shit overload Fucking hoes, tell her try my throat, tell her swing my door Be my maid, bitch come clean my house, bitch come sweep the floor Be my slave, he acting so brave, bullets hit his chest Leave a cage Selling so much yay, you would think it was back in the day Give me a 6 Trey, whip my wrist like it was a slave You know I'm a dog, she a dog, I bought her a cage She won't leave me alone, stalk my phone, she watching my page Most my niggas gone, can't come home cause they fighting the case Book me for a show, see my check, I banked it with Chase She told me she gay, fucked her and her friend yesterday But these bitches can't stay Open the door, send 'em away You should be ashamed, you too old for subliminal games Robbed so many niggas, all I knew bout was hitting a stain Fuck this twitter beef, load up the pistols and kill ya today If he fuck with me, that's why he got killers all in his face You know that I sell dope, that nigga broke on minimum wage This bitch call me bae, that's the stupid shit she could say Get in my lane and get ranned over in my Chevrolet 26's, blow kisses, Forgiatos, and candy paint Niggas diss on the internet but see me and turn they face I just bought a new chopper, that's my babe We on a date These niggas last but I came in first place Didn't even race

SET YOU UP You with the gang better say it then Hotel suites they wanna know which room Im staying in You play with me and I bet that u want play again Open your mouth pus** say that sh** you said again Down bad on that bullsh**, never scared to sin No need for a doctor i got pints of the medicine Spin the block if we miss, aim for his head again Cops tried to catch me, so i crash the whip the and fled the Benz Penitentiary chances, had my vision blurred Out there going on missions like I aint never scurred Mama told me to talk to the preacher, maybe he got better words Cause niggas aint saying nothing they just talk shit on the Metaverse What time of time you on with all them twitter fingers Thats why i say f*** em all, give everybody the middle finger Brush my shoulders off, brush my teeth and clean my nina Just know these niggas cant see me and I aint John Cena Guessing u can call me a pimp I keep a don diva But if i gotta suit up metal to ya face like Don Cheadle Yeah the forest green until it see a war machine I pull the trigger cut the limbs off of everything My dawgs ready got stacks saved for commissary Cause where i from you let it blast that shit is honorary Compliments to my shooters who dumping out the Uber When they come thru with Macs they rowdy rebels no computers First I send u the tax if u dont pay then i maneuver We gotta whole lotta drip, so please dont spit in the coo-coo cooler Somebody should've been told em this the sh** they aint ready for We make sh** to kill * sh** aint worried about no radio Call that boy Radio, im turnt up like a stereo 6 shots, revolver go round and round like a merry go I just smash and pass a bit** u cant wait to marry hoes In that case give me a 5 star bit** and call me Jerry Jones Say he getting cash but it really didnt register The day you see me set it off is the same day i set you up (Set you up, to wet you up, set you up) 4X Gone...

She wanna have my baby she told me to cum inside That hoe must be crazy Strapped up like the Navy This a chopper, this ain't no 380 I was born in the '90s but they thought I was born in the '80s Bitch I got the down home blues, all this blue cheese Can't fit in my jeans, I'm surrounded by killers and thieves Your bitch on her knees now they ashy A nigga broke, he can't afford no feature then don't ask me My niggas, grimy, tuck your chain and fuck around and snatch it Bitch we leave a dread head bald, chopper bullets patch it At your funeral can't see your face because the closed casket And I'm leaving with the whole mall like I just got my taxes My new car give you the ugly face like you eat sour patches We can't find his ass, he was hiding, so we took it out on his rapping Bitch on fleek like the manikin ban that cheap shit you tacky That Boy gon' fold, get in that hole, I know he gon' panic I hit your ass with these big old 45 bullets You bleeding, you can't breathe, trigger squeeze Automatic 40s, I wish a nigga pull it So I could show him I'm not pussy Chopper knock a nigga out cold Landed Micheal Watson fight all my battles bitch Think don't think I'm talking about no boxing Sit back and watch me Cause you can't stop me Bitch I'm the trending topic She suck it sloppy That bitch a fool, I love the way she top me Feeling like Rocky, beat up my trap cause I need every profit So what you need nigga? Want paraphernalia, come and cop it Went to school with the rocket, kept that bitch up in my pocket I pistol whip the back of your head, knock ya eye out the socket I'll knock your ass out the picture nigga and I ain't have to crop it Gang, you know we don't squash shit So nigga don't start shit Get a brick of that soft, get a QP of that hot shit I'm tryna be cool So I'm toting on this Tec with the cooler kit Like Tajj Gibson me and my niggas be on that bullshit Roll off the hip I up this bitch and hand you a full clip Who wanna race? My car so fast it might do a full flip Got to get to these chips, got my own cheese, now I can double dip I just drunk a fifth but I'm probably gon' take another sip Said she wanna see me but I probably link with another bitch I just robbed that nigga on my way to go hit another lick He was sneak dissing, pulled up with chopp

glad to see you re-did it

Wassup Tyrone ykwtfgo Nigga text my phone tb trade ts dead Cant say tm cause these niggas fed Yo homie you was with that nigga snitched Cock it back got one in the head Nigga play with me he gone be dead If you see me kill luh nigga cause ion never ran Ion never scared Hit em in his top he ain't comin back Got my get back You buy a chain it's gone get snatched You my cousin but I really don't gaf I ah kill yo ass then have no remorse for Slide back dow thag block like curry I'm torchin shii

I’m at the mall ima buy everything He yellin free smoke but don’t want smoke wimme Everywhere I go keep it on me can’t get caught lackin Always pistol packin And you pick what you wanna die with I can up the fn or Mac 10 Swish cheese em like some macoroni And I can’t fold my money it’s fat like baloni Fat nigga shot em in the stomach but he can’t eat these He undeafeated in track but I bet he can’t outrun these I do this on a daily and I put it on my baby Ion even got a baby Luh bitch say crazy Yea ig I’m crazy but I can’t wait for a fuck nigga to play me Ha Luh nigga you a bitch pipe down He was begging for a pole he still don’t blow his pole now You a mfkan clown Rob ah nigga out his jays made em sdfd

Yb shouting out big A

This 1 of the best beats I ever heard frfr

All this beat is project pat - out there

Poket roket. Good J .Scotty

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Crash out on the route now I’m a gps think we playin wit wowo cause we sendin flame tha my blood cuzo in but the police don’t want me a around him shifting to hard end up running for the cracks balling like cp3 i hit him from a 100 yard in ur sleep her pussy got cause she hop in bemmer like power rangers me an my nigga would never switch gotta let a hoe be a hoe cause all they want is dick

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yesss can we get lud foe old soul !!

Bout to fucking snap on this bro, need your blessing!!💯

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Need this beat

Waited on this beat forever

How much for this beat

On a hot block so I’m fucking on a hot thot ask the bitch is you willing to hold my tool Not a hot boy but this gun it’ll make a nigga hot boy Heard his ass was sick so I gave his ass a shot When you walking to my door yo ass better knock boy Looking throw the whole n I see yo ass plotting boy What’s yo next move cuz U know I play chess boy Big ass bullets it’ll hit yo fucking chest boy I’ll hit u up with yo fucking Homie cuz he on dat money U shoulda known dat his ass was acting real fucking funny Might rob his ass for dat cuz I need it back Didn’t have ID cuz I put a mask on dat Got a HD gun cuz this bitch shoot real clear Playing games with yo bitch cuz u playing duck Hit em up 63 times in his back boy It’s a cold world but I love it like Christmas The only thing we handing out is a fucking toon stone High ass a fuck but don’t call me no stoner tho Don’t pass me dat cuz I might go psycho Got a new op so I’m finna put the gloves on Find a new plug he don’t even use the fuckin Stove And he got a big gun dat give yo ass A new home So don’t move wrong just turn around N go home If you ain’t smart you better eat sum fucking smarties boy

This right here different, is this beat sold?

Let me use this

I don't know how I got recommended your music but you have a new fan 🇹🇹

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Let me get this

We the real life good fellas 💯 YURRRR

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Bitch we leave a dread head bald, chopper bullets patch it At your funeral can't see your face because the closed casket And I'm leaving with the whole mall like I just got my taxes My new car give you the ugly face like you eat sour patches We can't find his ass, he was hiding, so we took it out on his rapping Bitch on fleek like the manikin ban that cheap shit you tacky That Boy gon' fold, get in that hole, I know he gon' panic I hit your ass with these big old .45 bullets You bleeding, you can't breathe, trigger squeeze

This my ambitions as a rider She wanna have my baby she told me to cum inside That hoe must be crazy Strapped up like the Navy This a chopper, this ain't no .380 I was born in the '90s but they thought I was born in the '80s Bitch I got the down home blues, all this blue cheese Can't fit in my jeans, I'm surrounded by killers and thieves Your bitch on her knees now they ashy A nigga broke, he can't afford no feature then don't ask me My niggas, grimy, tuck your chain and fuck around and snatch it

Ayy [Verse] I don't cop things for resale, don't do iCloud, don't do email Feds wanna tap up man and wire up man like Chubbs did Detail Back when Ricky was doin' up Teesdale, I was doin' dinner with Teezy I didn't trust no one, swore gyal lined me 'cause gyal too greazy Niko never move neeky, sweatsuit Nike, sweatsuit DG If man get beaky, ring ring, call up GiGi, do him up neatly Used to look up to a man from certain ends with tune on repeat Thought he was a bad boy, then 'til man got pinched and man went PC Man went PC just like Dell and Windows, some man been those Before I was ever around Kendall's, I was at ends though, dreamin' up Enzos The woman I do end up with has to be a bad gyal just like Munchie Can't have no pretentious ting when I know this road gets bumpy Word to the broski Jay, he got different names in different countries Three waps in the whip and we beat that case, where man live way too comfy I don't do well with people makin' disses or makin' threats Woi-oi, man got flown like private jets, for way, way less I know you tried to get one down on us, ever since then it's been stress 'Cause you know the rest 'dem owe you one and we always pay them debts Wassa, wassa, just like the crodie Pressa, I don't do no passa Link with Skull and Cuz and Jamie ah yard and we deh pon Gaza Pasha Sasha pissed, I was way too young at the time for slashings You niggas spend too much time on captions, not enough time on action Pick one man with slaps that's rappin', I bet he don't want no clashings The LV pouch on chest is just for fashion, niggas just actin' Are you dumb or stupid? The wheels on the Rolls is Chromazz, headshot domazz Just checked in at a hotel, floor that we on got potent aromas OVOXO link up, mandem drink up, me and the drillers Hawk and Sticks and Cash and Baka, Gucci, P, and Gilla And the boy that sound like he sang on Thriller, you know that's been my nigga Yeah, we just had to fix things, family, 6ix tings, we can't split up As for the rest of the game, I'll do man dirty, man'll get two time To me, that's just our side, I don't really care who rides on whose side Bring ten shots to the poolside, never seen none of these grown men outside 4301, won't spare no one, niggas gotta know about Southside Steppin' outta line, get outlined, and you know I'm tied up stateside Bringin' man down when they take sides, tryna get saved by the bell like Bayside Prince, I carry that last name, that shit stays on me like brand names Jas just lined up brand new hand tings and nice guy on a madting Everyone I know has codenames, anyone I'm beefin' with is a no-name Niggas can't even win home games, they just gotta fall in line like Soul Train

Gang, aye Out west 290 shit, you know how I'm rockin', nigga Get your guns up, get your funds up You on that opp shit, get mob sticked, bitch [Verse] I hit the mall, Gucci, Louis, Fendi, I just buy it all Shout out to my shooter, he retarded, he ain’t got it all Must be drunk, bet you had you too much of that alcohol John Wall, bitch I shoot, but I don't play no basketball Could've, should've, would've, but you didn't Double G, my Gucci shirt is linen I put Forgiatos on a Bentley Windows tinted, they can't see who in it I ain't been broke in a minute They ain't sold dope in a minute Back in the days, I sold plenty 'Cause minimum wage wasn't gon' get it We gangbang, nigga, rep your set, what the fuck you claim Thick bitch, tattoo on her ass, yeah, that be my name Talk shit, I'ma get you changed for a piece of change Walkin' lick, silence on the stick, you won't hear a thing Sold dope from my grandma house, 'cause I'm a hustler You might get a discount if you a customer Yeah, I think you's a rat nigga, you hang with bustas This bitch say she in love with me, but I don't trust her I pulled up, I'm in a Tesla, the color mustard You police, you tryna cuff her, I'm tryna fuck her She callin' me, I blocked her number, I'm tryna duck her Leave niggas with the shitty face, I make 'em suffer Got racks up in the pillowcase and under the covers You in a turtle race, I got a quicker pace, I'm gettin' bigger cake Bigger cake up on my dinner plate, what should I eat today? Aim at your head, crack it like a egg, you think its Easter Day I just bought my shooter Rugers, fuck her, send her in a Uber I'm a winner, you's a loser, fuck the teacher and a tutor The feds watch my stash house, I gotta watch how I maneuver You make me bring my mask out, you'd think that I was Freddie Kreuger They find you with your ass out, now you smellin' like manure I picked up my shell casings, dump them bitches in the sewer We shot up the family reunion, bitch, we some party poopers I fucked her and sold her a dream, I think I'm Martin Luther You fucked up, think you can fuck with me, you got me fucked up Like Rosa, feet kicked up, sittin' on the back of my tour bus When I left the strip club, I pulled out doin' donuts Ride Forgios and Velanos while your car on donuts Niggas sneak dissin' and don't even know us You say you 'bout it, you gon' have to show us Run off with your money like janky promoters My car is my baby, I roll like a stroller And we pop your top like some strawberry soda These bankrolls on me be so big, I can't fold 'em And we empty Glocks, double back and reload 'em I ran out of coke, so that soap what I sold 'em It's so many grams in these blunts, I can't roll 'em Got so many bricks on them boats, I can't float 'em These pistols got bodies, but we still gon tote 'em Won't aim at your body, them caskets, we close 'em