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Bitches at the bottom of the bottomless ace of spade jacuzzi’s da god really a genius 9 ether

HOLY SMOKES!!!!!

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nobody Fs w him A REAL LEGEND my GOD 💥💥💥

2024 Slowed down Mafia

I love that fucking bassline man💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾

This kinda sounds like an old Tyler song

How do you make this without it getting blocked by UA-cam due to copyright issues?

Can you do slower version of Get you some by busta rhymes We ain't by the game Look in my eyes by Obie

P diddy😥

js me myself and i and motherfuckers tha i came with

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Shit had me vibin

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The God 🖤

It slowed cause It cooks diddy and mgk

Wonder who i was playing chess with? Mm let me think no i dont

They worship me lol

Songs great, but his work on rap ended when eminem replied to it 😂😂😂

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Thx man

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Never knew the slow version was so astronomical 😭🙏

Dope

Dope🔥

DAMNNN

Now this is better than “rap devil” mgk what a idiot pickin a battle with em

Keep a Stoic mindset.

Lyrics: I could be with anybody, I choose you Still, it's no excuse to abuse you But no one knows what I'm goin' through, so I'd used you To be truthful, I wouldn't know what to do if I lose you So I refuse to, might have a screw loose and a fuse blew But I think I might be buildin' up a tolerance to you 'Cause one minute I'm hollerin', "Screw you" Next I take it back, guess you can say I'm tryna unscrew you But the shit's about to pop off, yeah, I feel you up Then I got you totally open as soon as I take your top off You're so hard to resist, you knock my socks off My friends say you're bad for me, hogwash I'll never love again The way I loved you Did you find someone new? Are you doin' this with them? 'Cause I remember when Still remember when you was mine, yeah We were inseparable at one time, yeah You know my love for you was undying, yeah You used to always have my back Some days it feels like you're all that I have That's why I'm tryna hold onto you for as long as I can And you just want me for my money so I got you wrapped all in Saran Damn, talk about eatin' out the palm of my hand But if not for my financials I wouldn't have you anyways, there have been ample Plenty days, where I'm just in a daze and I can't pull Myself up out this rut and you're so much of a handful I can only take so much of you all at one time Because too much of you's just too much to swallow sometimes Gotta take you in doses, but when you're not at my side I shake in convulsions, separation anxiety 'cause we may be the closest Yeah, baby we hopeless, don't we make an atrocious Combination? We know, it's like playin' with explosives Quite dangerous though, but my brain's in hypnosis Such a wide range of emotions Migraines, but why the fuck am I takin' these MOTRINs? Ibuprofens, like a drop of rain in the ocean And you're my fix on the days when I'm broken But the shit's about to go sideways, I just know it I'll never love again The way I loved you Did you find someone new? Are you doin' this with them? 'Cause I remember when Still remember when you was mine, yeah We were inseparable at one time, yeah You know my love for you was undying, yeah You used to always have my back So I spiral downwardly 'cause I'm too cowardly to leave you Head is clouded in a fallacy, but in reality, somehow it seems like When I lay me down to sleep I'm counting sheep, you're bound to creep 'Cause every time I turn around, you keep runnin' out on me You're my Xanax and my Valium, I'm an addict you're a downer You're my habit, it's like I found you in the cabinet But it's like I can't uncap it 'cause it's childproof A scoundrel and fiends how I feel around you Awful, every time I lost you, felt like I had you in my pocket Now I'm flippin' over the furniture, punchin' holes in the walls through Everything that we've gone through How many times you've fucked me But the way it felt for me to be on top when I was on you Swore my fealty, but word to G-O-D I thought you loved me, but you tried to kill me, I'm getting off you Quit callin' for me, hard proof's how I respond to The Ambien and Tylenols too Fuck all you Fuckin' bitch We're done

I don’t hit my mom

🤠what you doin with that ass let me touch it, she said its mine so i smack it when i fuck it🥸

Inshallah 🙏🏽

Don't agree with the lyrics but this goes hard

Dat 3:30 mark !!! 😮

I'm a hip hop fanatic since a youngster.. cds still piled up from the past from east coast, west coast, dirty south, up north.. got respect for all artists and they styles! But dayyyum! This mutha fucka! The vocals are different!!

This is hard 🔥

They just coolin it ^

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Thx sds mixtapes for the memorys thx man

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Free him 🤦🏾‍♂️😔

this music is so good!!!!!!!!

Nipsey is too cold 🥶

can you do like my shit plsss

Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me I feel like a chip on my shoulders I feel like I'm losin' my focus I feel like I'm losin' my patience I feel like my thoughts in the basement Feel like, I feel like you're miseducated Feel like I don't wanna be bothered I feel like you may be the problem I feel like it ain't no tomorrow, fuck the world The world is endin', I'm done pretendin' And fuck you if you get offended I feel like friends been overrated I feel like the family been fakin' I feel like the feelings are changin' Feel like my daughter compromised and jaded Feel like you wanna scrutinize how I made it Feel like I ain't feelin' you all Feel like removin' myself, no feelings involved I feel for you, I've been in the field for you It's real for you, right? Shit, I feel like Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' I feel niggas been out of pocket I feel niggas tappin' they pockets I feel like debated on who the greatest can stop it I am legend, I feel like all of y'all is peasants I feel like all of y'all is desperate I feel like all it take is a second to feel like Mike Jordan whenever holdin' a real mic I ain't feelin' your presence Feel like I'ma learn you a lesson Feel like only me and the music, though I feel like your feelin' ain't mutual I feel like the enemy you should know Feel like the feelin' of no hope The feelin' of bad dope A quarter ounce manipulated from soap The feelin', the feelin' of false freedom I'll force-feed 'em the poison that fill 'em up in the prison I feel like it's just me Look, I feel like I can't breathe Look, I feel like I can't sleep Look, I feel heartless, often off this Feelin' of fallin', of fallin' apart with Darkest hours, lost it Fillin' the void of bein' employed with ballin' Streets is talkin', fill in the blanks with coffins Fill up the banks with dollars Fill up the graves with fathers Fill up the babies with bullshit Internet blogs and pulpit, fill 'em with gossip I feel like this gotta be the feelin' what 'Pac was The feelin' of an apocalypse happenin' But nothin' is awkward, the feelin' won't prosper The feelin' is toxic, I feel like I'm boxin' demons Monsters, false prophets schemin' Sponsors, industry promises Niggas, bitches, honkies, crackers, Compton Church, religion, token blacks, and bondage Lawsuit visits, subpoena served in concert Fuck your feelings, I mean this for imposters I can feel it, the phoenix sure to watch us I can feel it, the dream is more than process I can put a regime that forms a Loch Ness I can feel it, the scream that haunts our logic I feel like say somethin', I feel like take somethin' I feel like skatin' off, I feel like waitin' for 'em Maybe it's too late for 'em I feel like the whole world want me to pray for 'em But who the fuck prayin' for me? Ain't nobody prayin' for me Who prayin' for me? Ain't nobody prayin' Source: LyricFind

For a couple decades (Brrt) Been lettin' this TEC spray (Brrt) From that day that I met Dre (Brrt) So you liable to catch strays (Brrt) From the second you press play (What?) I suggest they (What?) Do not test like an essay (Why?) 'Cause like where my homies out west stay (Yeah) We can just say (What?) I'm like an R-A-P-E-R (Yeah) Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (Huh) Wait, he didn't just spell the word "rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep) R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie And Pac, both of y'all should be living (Yep) But I ain't tryna beef with him (Nope) 'Cause he might put a hit on me like, "Keefe D, get him" And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (Nah) Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (Yeah) I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting Call me "obesity" (Why?) You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (Nah) Used to be yea tall, then I grew a little each day 'til I became God Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo) My new Benz better than your truck by far Bitch, suck my balls You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street 'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you can touch my car (Yeah) But if the whole world was out to get you (What?) It'd turn you to a powder keg too Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots like (Look out, brrt) And that ain't no sound effect (Woo) Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose I don't condone gun violence at schools (Nah) But I can't get these voices out my head (Hey, let's go, one, two) They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup Got the most content on the continent And constant compliments give me confidence (I'm a) A cross of common sense and incompetence (Uh) I'm cognizant that conflicts are consequence (What?) Of accomplishments accomplished through competition If Kon coulda conked him into unconsciousness Though conscious, I conjure this King Kong and just Call me "Kamikaze," I'm concoctin' this (Woo, my bad) Nobody's sixteens are touching These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat Got the toaster like an English muffin No, I mean "toast to" like you drink to somethin' But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust and Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down Coup de grâce then, right between the fuckin' eyes Shoot 'em all then, if you think you're fuckin' with me You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions The reaper's comin' to heathen, I need it from me I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishing