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Not at even a street nigga , hood nigga or none of that but when I heard pappy spazz on this a couple years ago 🔥 it made wanna do a verse fr #RIPYOUNGPAPPY 🙏🏽
Remember them long as nights In the field with the steel Tottin chrome ass pipes [2x] And everybody tryna do this song That's right But in real life I made this song last night Last night it was One of them nights I had so many hoes I was feeling like a dike I brought Two of them home Expose them to this life I lived And both them hoes Was tryna spend a night I'm like fuck it My main bitch wanna fight I'm not gone argue tonight You good shordy You right Cause putting my hands on her For what? I ain't the type My pops taught me Don't touch her Just fuck her like she yo wife So I do that I swear I'm the wrong nigga to shoot at Cause you could hide But I'm a find out Where you at Don't be surprised Shells come flying wherever you at Ambulance arrive No you dying wherever you at And I can Merch it Cause nigga them hollow tips It be hurtin If you ever get shot by one below your waist Then they on purpose Cause I'm tryna merk you I'm tryna hearse you and then dirt you I won't forget about you So I'm a go and get a shirt too That say Rest in Piss They like I love that two cups That's my shit she like I love you too much That's some shit he like now fall back lil bra that's my bitch I'm like you ain't never just cuffed But niggas be crazy as hell Smoke dope to my eyes get lazy as hell Gotta bad bitch riding she crazy as well And this 40 turn his brains to some gravy a meal I'm crazy as hell see this pain you can tell This anger I built you get stained with the steel Think you riding for em for his mains you get killed When you hear this 40 bang see his brains let her sing for you Hold on... [Bu Double:] I remember them never ending nights with my celly In at bitch boats smelly 23 and 1 1 shower a week When they pop the trunk got chow for us to eat or the mail Smelling like my gal I smell at shit Inhale that shit think fuck that bitch Cause she want me to pick I ain't finna be stressing over no bitch While I'm doing a bid So fuck it back to the subject Celly if its mines don't touch it if you drop it or flush it They shake this bitch and you got contraband Boy admit that its yours and you just gotta cuff it Yeah I remember them lonely ass nights I was wondering why my homies ain't write Maybe cause they doing wrong shit I do wrong And I still find time to write some of the bros Lettem know that I'm here hold your head up shorty Trap half way home drizzy just 40 DAMN they just gave a real nigga 40 That's worst than hearing that it ain't yours on maury Niggas ain't real heard it night after night Lost a few homies shit its life not a fight RIP em all on the mic Two cups full of ice drinking sprite after sprite I done been there done at, masked up gun black Night after night making bitch niggas run at Yeah pussy nigga run at Crossover to the other side won't come back Yeah I'm talking barriers hearts getting heavier Seem so your best close friends gotta carry ya Met the streets yeah first night that I married her Damn no wonder why my life got scarier [Young Pappy:] Member them nights Machine calling my phone like broski I got the pipe If nobody gone ride I know that you want a strike I heard about that crazy shit you did when you was with your wife So I know you with it I pick him up switch rental like fuck it Go op hunting see who I want and I'm like slump him He like il trunk him I'm like hell naw cause then you gotta dump Might as well just slump him folk bail out Put 2 in his face that way he don't get to yell out And if you get a case real nigga don't sell out This crack money imah save it up til you bail out I put up to cups light a L put a L out Its tfg pbg the shit I yell out If you can see it doa what it spell out I'm street smart but mama told me don't never fail out But I remember them nights mama told me get the hell out Hold on
I can Feel it in the Air like a Wind Chill/ It's that Guilty I just committed a Sin Feel/ This Feeling got my head spinning like a Pin Wheel/ That same feeling that done got a lot of Men Killed/ This feeling Been Real ever since my Adolescence/ A feeling why I handle problems with Mad Aggression/ This feeling's got me Stressing and steady Asking Questions/ A more disgusting feeling than having a Staph Infection/ I feel like I been a victim of Mass Deception/ Feeling Faulty like a Modem with a Bad Connection/ That's the Feeling when you're living in the Savage Section/ When children never Had Correction cause No Dad was Present/ So they grew up to be Thugs packing Mack Elevens/ And witnessed Death and they Flesh became Maggot Heaven/ This feeling can't be Explained If I Asked the Reverend/ It got me turning Mary Jane into Ash and Resin/
I'm not actually talking about my real life I made this song up from the top of my head. "Growing up all I had was my brothers same father same mother. When one died dang that's when my life got scarier, sleeping on the streets tryna make money making momma proud was the only thing we worked for. But instead our legs got weaker, life got harder. Sun fell down then the moon came up, man I lost all brothers begging father if I can please come home. NO! I slept on the streets night after night, if you want to be pacific lonely freaking nights, scared to fall asleep cause all I dream abour is my life. When the sun comes up I be messed up in the head and I don't know who to trust. I promise myself I won't cry but it happens night after night." In real life I started rapping when I was nine years old.
In this field man it's real..... Got youngings and they getting killed... Said the pain unbearable don't know how it feel.... Kant lack gotta stay with the steel...... I got bananas clips they get you peeled.... Fuck getting signed I'm just trynna earn a mill....
nights after night every day was a fight growing up to be told to go and do right night after night going threw the struggle with mom shit and I still think to my self what went wrong
Yall saying pappy killed this beat he didnt even record to this beat it was to another beat and the song wasnt finished and when he died they took the audio and synced it with this and bu was only on here cause the sond wasnt done.
they aint never felt my pain this a hit bru i was really wit dem niggas who had sticks bru have u ever lost sum family to the streets huh ima tell you bout my life on this beat blood late night sippin lean got me tripped out young niggas round da corna wit dem sticks out if u want the smoke shit ill take yo click out walk up in da club wit da 30 clip out and you kno im bangin blood i cant switch nah s double mm fruit town dripp down ridin down yo blokk lookin fa a lick na we gon hop in yo house fa ya bricks fam i remeber we was posted on da block night after night screamin fuck all da opps i was in dea hood flippin all those crack rocks holdin on my 38 i aint need da glock held all the shell cases i aint gettin caught swear to god i lost my heart wen i got dat call said they took my lil nigga on da same blokk screamin fuck lil havana till i drop u wont see me in a foreign til i get it copped hammer on my lap i aint worried bout a cop i rather get caught then dropped by a opp even wen im rich im gon be on my blokk siminola 5th ave we aint neva flop choppa on da front seat bout to go to war took 5 of you niggas betta keep da score evreyone kno perky all about his points i aint ever been soft always been dat boi drug dealin at the corner in da brown sto 93 rd 27th were dem bloods sworm you dont ever want no beef ill bring ah storm nd you betta not steal ill take yo arm momma kicked me out house was sleepin in a car swear i learnt from the streets cant you see my scars everytime i rep my set bitch i leave a mark throwin big B's bitch im standin in the dark waitin for lick say i wont make it far feds pull me over half a pound in da car and you kno i got away lyin take u far used to have a lot of friends now my circle small do you kno how it feel not to trust ya dogs they aint never felt my pain this a hit bru i was really wit dem niggas who had sticks bru have u ever lost sum family to the streets huh ima tell you bout my life on this beat blood
How you outside with your guys rollin, but when you by yourself you act like you ion know em, I'll have my young bulls go and hold em, and have em wait for me to come scroll em, Yeaa I'm talking bout scrollin em, run up on me wrong, ima start blowin em, tow truck towin em, cops watchin us cause they know we holdin em, ion fear nobody, but God the Almighty ,ya got me mistaken at the ole prep Ralley,bluffin and bluffin,actin and fruntin, like you gon do somethin, ya ain't on nothin ,and when I seen ya , I started bussin , shot you and Ya Lil ass cousin ,now ya gone, got killed by that chrome ,should've stayed home, now you got a sprayed dome, ya mom callin ya phone, all day long, wishing you would've came straight home,
Night after night: gotta struggle every day is just fight after fight Gotta keep your guard up cuz niggas squeezing pipe. She all on a nigga pants what she squeezing she like. Heart cold so I guess the winter season is right Smoking on the best gas got me high as a kite Momma know that i'm bright said I shine like them lights: and yous a fake nigga so no we is not tight . Bad bitch all night she ride me like a bike :Smoke gas in the hot box til im losing sight.
Single Intro] 'Member them long ass nights? In the field with the steel, totin' chrome ass pipes [Verse 1: Young Pappy] 'Member them long ass nights? In the field with the steel, totin' chrome ass pipes And everybody tryna do this song, that's right But in real life, I made this song last night, and whew! Last night, it was one of them nights I had so many hoes, I was feelin' like a dyke I brought two of 'em home, exposed them to this life I lived And both them hoes was tryna spend the night I'm like: "Fuck it, since my main bitch wanna fight, I'm not gon' argue tonight!" You good, shorty, you right 'Cause puttin' my hands on her, for what? I ain't the type My pops taught me don't touch her, just fuck her like she your wife So I do that I swear, I'm the wrong nigga to shoot at 'Cause you can hide, but I'ma find wherever you at Don't be surprised shells come flyin' wherever you at Ambulance arrive, no, you dyin' wherever you at I can merch it 'Cause, nigga, them hollow tips, it be hurtin' If you ever get shot below your waist, then it ain't purpose 'Cause I'm tryna murk you I'm tryna hurt you and then dirt you And I won't forget about you, so I'ma go get a shirt, too, that say: “Rest In Piss” They like: “I love that 2 Cups” That's my shit, she like: “I love you too much!” That's some shit, he like: “Now fall back, lil' bruh, that's my bitch” I'm like: “You ain't never just cuff!” But niggas be crazy as hell Smoke dope 'till my eyes get lazy as hell Got a bad bitch ridin' and she crazy as well And this .40 turn his brains to some gravy a meal I'm crazy as hell See this pain? You can tell This anger I built, you get stained with the steel You think you ridin' for him, flip his range with the kill When you hear that .40 bang, see his brain, let her sing for you Hold on! Armani White “BILLIE EILISH.” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified Armani White “BILLIE EILISH.” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Sample from Lori Perri's “Up Against The Wind”] Night after night seems like I rage against the moon But it don't ever light the dark I curse [Verse 2: BuDouble] I remember them never ending nights with my celly, and that bitch both smelly 23 in one, one shower a week When they pop the trunk, got chow for us to eat and or the mail Smellin' like my gal, I'll smell that shit Inhale that shit, think: “Fuck that bitch!” ‘cause she want me to pick I ain't finna be stressin' over no bitch while I'm doing the bitch So fuck it, back to the subject “Celly, if it's mine, don't touch it! If you drop it, better flush it!” They shake this bitch and you got contraband Boy, admit that it's yours, and you just gotta cuff it Yeah, I remember them lonely ass nights I was wondering why my homies ain't right Maybe 'cause they doing wrong Shit, I'm doing wrong, and I still find time to write some of the bros Let 'em know that I'm here Hold your head up, shorty Trap halfway, Drizzy just took 40 Damn, they just gave a real nigga 40 That's worse than hearin' that it ain't yours on Maury Niggas ain't real, heard it night after night Lost a few homies to this life, not a fight, right? R.I.P. 'em all on the mic Two cups full of ice, drinkin' Sprite after Sprite I done been there, done that Mask up, gun block Night after night, makin' bitch niggas run that Yeah, pussy nigga, run that! Cross over to the other side, you won't come back Yeah, I'm talkin' barrier, hearts getting heavier Six of your best close friends got to carry ya Met the streets, yeah, the first night that I married her Damn, no wonder that my life why scarier [Verse 3: Young Pappy] 'Member them nights when Sheen called my phone, like: “Broski, I got the pipe If nobody gon' ride, I know that you want to strike I heard about that crazy shit you did when you was with your wife, so I know you with it!” I pick him up, switch rentals, like: “Fuck it!” Go opp hunting, see who I want, I'm like: “Slump it!” He like: “I'll trunk 'em!” I'm like: “Hell nah, 'cause then you gotta dump him Might as well just slump him, Folk, bail out!” Put two in his face that way he don't get to yell out And if you get a case, real nigga, don't sell out This crack money, I'ma save it up 'till you bail out I pour two cups, light a L, put a L out “It's TFG, this PBG!” The shit I yell out If you can seen a D.O.A., it's what it spell out I'm street smart, but mamma told me: “Don't never fail out” But I remember them nights when mamma told me: “Get the hell out!” Hold on! [Sample from Lori Perri's “Up Against The Wind”] Night after night seems like I rage against the moon But it don't ever light the dark I curse Night after night Night after night Night after night, night Night after night Night after night Night after night, night
Trap out the trap for a long time I have to get to the bag These niggas is hating they passed off I know these niggas is mad They dripping in water I drip sauce Yeah ill pull up in a jag And if he keep talking that hot shit These bullets will hit em like tag Treesha, dirty Diana I got a Treesha her name is Diana Bitch wanna fuck with me cause I'm a scammer I am the shit yeah I keep me a pamper Dirty Diana, tell her to twerk for me i need a dancer Get this recorded here put this on camera Stay with a toolie I play with them hammers Free all my brothers that's locked down in slammers My ex keep calling her name is Amanda Treesha at the telly her name is Savannah She get what she want so she calling me Santa I got a plug, he out there in Tampa Black and white just like a panda Word to my mother u act up I'm going bannanas Word to my mother ill blam yah Word to my brother and nana ill hit you & slam yah Yeah I got a bag to make These bitches is plastic fake Im smoking on dummy yeah im feeling funny no i didn't graduate
After I put him on a shirt and get him murked,ima hop back in the car and just swerve, and when I swerve, Ima swerve to the curb, and call up my boys, and tell them ya dog just caught a bird, I'll then pop a perk then go berserk, smoke some purp ,then some one else getting hurt,
![Kur - When I Lost It [Instrumental] (Prod. By Dougie) + DL via @Hipstrumentals](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/MYAOSnS9xNw/mqdefault.jpg)
This is Probably in my top 10 Greatest instrumentals EVER.. Gives me chills..
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@Jayceon Xander Instablaster =)
Ofn
young pappy killed this beat no lie
+mike smooth listen to my remix better then pappy shit #Miami soundcloud.com/pj-blake/kg-psycho-night-after-night
+Yung Psych0 ni5e shit buzzo but b.i.p pappy still want hard
+Yung Psych0 shout out to Brown County my blue family
@@yungpsych0202 Pappy was way better.
RIP Pappy
Pappy would lyrically murder anyone if he was still alive. He bodied beats like he bodied opps. His blood was 100% real/bars
Who’s still hear bangin dis 💯
Nobody Else Aint Gon Murk This Like Pappy Did..Yall Can Try But This Is My All Time Fav From Pap.
look up "night after night lil sherm"
Lxrd Breezy Facts
Lxrd Breezy it was really BU double verse that drove the intensity home doe
Lxrd Breezy and bu double
On god bro if pap was alive no nigga touching his bars and flow ❗️
1:24- 2:00 is legitimately one of the best pieces of music I’ve ever heard period
Not at even a street nigga , hood nigga or none of that but when I heard pappy spazz on this a couple years ago 🔥 it made wanna do a verse fr #RIPYOUNGPAPPY 🙏🏽
Rest In Peace
🕊Young Pappy🕊
R.I.P To Dis Yung King Man 👑💯️🙏
cant no body freestyle dis beat but pap long like cuzo rest up
vIrving NF Rs bro this beat ain't easy to rap too #LONGLIVEPAP
Facts
Sgg_Asvp i can...
Sgg_Asvp RIP PAPP
Grxpe Huh who can’t ?
This is CjTheKid24 much love I appreciate the support!
can we make a rap to this beat or are you charging for it
The violins playing makes this beat a classic!
Night After Nights & Freedom 💥💥👌💣
Sad but a fire🔥🔥
2021 night after night
young pappy killed this nobody could kill it like him
beat carried
I fw it 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤❤
Night after 🌙
THIS beat sad
Arrianna Hyde that's what I was thinking
But it still goes in
ong i feel pap emotions thru dis beat bro ong
Remember them long as nights
In the field with the steel
Tottin chrome ass pipes [2x]
And everybody tryna do this song
That's right
But in real life I made this song last night
Last night it was
One of them nights
I had so many hoes
I was feeling like a dike
I brought
Two of them home
Expose them to this life
I lived
And both them hoes
Was tryna spend a night
I'm like fuck it
My main bitch wanna fight
I'm not gone argue tonight
You good shordy
You right
Cause putting my hands on her
For what?
I ain't the type
My pops taught me
Don't touch her
Just fuck her like she yo wife
So I do that
I swear I'm the wrong nigga to shoot at
Cause you could hide
But I'm a find out
Where you at
Don't be surprised
Shells come flying wherever you at
Ambulance arrive
No you dying wherever you at
And I can Merch it
Cause nigga them hollow tips
It be hurtin
If you ever get shot by one below your waist
Then they on purpose
Cause I'm tryna merk you
I'm tryna hearse you and then dirt you
I won't forget about you
So I'm a go and get a shirt too
That say Rest in Piss
They like I love that two cups
That's my shit she like I love you too much
That's some shit he like now fall back lil bra that's my bitch
I'm like you ain't never just cuffed
But niggas be crazy as hell
Smoke dope to my eyes get lazy as hell
Gotta bad bitch riding she crazy as well
And this 40 turn his brains to some gravy a meal
I'm crazy as hell see this pain you can tell
This anger I built you get stained with the steel
Think you riding for em for his mains you get killed
When you hear this 40 bang see his brains let her sing for you
Hold on...
[Bu Double:]
I remember them never ending nights with my celly
In at bitch boats smelly
23 and 1 1 shower a week
When they pop the trunk got chow for us to eat or the mail
Smelling like my gal I smell at shit
Inhale that shit think fuck that bitch
Cause she want me to pick I ain't finna be stressing over no bitch
While I'm doing a bid
So fuck it back to the subject
Celly if its mines don't touch it if you drop it or flush it
They shake this bitch and you got contraband
Boy admit that its yours and you just gotta cuff it
Yeah I remember them lonely ass nights
I was wondering why my homies ain't write
Maybe cause they doing wrong shit I do wrong
And I still find time to write some of the bros
Lettem know that I'm here hold your head up shorty
Trap half way home drizzy just 40
DAMN they just gave a real nigga 40
That's worst than hearing that it ain't yours on maury
Niggas ain't real heard it night after night
Lost a few homies shit its life not a fight
RIP em all on the mic
Two cups full of ice drinking sprite after sprite
I done been there done at, masked up gun black
Night after night making bitch niggas run at
Yeah pussy nigga run at
Crossover to the other side won't come back
Yeah I'm talking barriers hearts getting heavier
Seem so your best close friends gotta carry ya
Met the streets yeah first night that I married her
Damn no wonder why my life got scarier
[Young Pappy:]
Member them nights
Machine calling my phone like broski I got the pipe
If nobody gone ride I know that you want a strike
I heard about that crazy shit you did when you was with your wife
So I know you with it
I pick him up switch rental like fuck it
Go op hunting see who I want and I'm like slump him
He like il trunk him I'm like hell naw cause then you gotta dump
Might as well just slump him folk bail out
Put 2 in his face that way he don't get to yell out
And if you get a case real nigga don't sell out
This crack money imah save it up til you bail out
I put up to cups light a L put a L out
Its tfg pbg the shit I yell out
If you can see it doa what it spell out
I'm street smart but mama told me don't never fail out
But I remember them nights mama told me get the hell out
Hold on
Juggstar Jay rip pap
He fucked somma dese lyrics up nonetheless good shit doe
As much as I listen to this song Ian never that was BU on the second verse
Damn. Rip to my son
LIA MINELLI don’t jack em
Banger!
1:24 i like it when the beat changes
Who can't here this without cryin mo
2019 anyone
Me
Qezzy G Life 🙋🏽
2020?
2021 mane
RIP YOUNG PAPPY 🕊️🕊️ he killed this SET IT OFF SAMPLE
night after night u just need a heavy beat drop and u good but is still my favorite beat
I can Feel it in the Air like a Wind Chill/
It's that Guilty I just committed a Sin Feel/
This Feeling got my head spinning like a Pin Wheel/
That same feeling that done got a lot of Men Killed/
This feeling Been Real ever since my Adolescence/
A feeling why I handle problems with Mad Aggression/
This feeling's got me Stressing and steady Asking Questions/
A more disgusting feeling than having a Staph Infection/
I feel like I been a victim of Mass Deception/
Feeling Faulty like a Modem with a Bad Connection/
That's the Feeling when you're living in the Savage Section/
When children never Had Correction cause No Dad was Present/
So they grew up to be Thugs packing Mack Elevens/
And witnessed Death and they Flesh became Maggot Heaven/
This feeling can't be Explained If I Asked the Reverend/
It got me turning Mary Jane into Ash and Resin/
Fuegisimo. This is great, my g.
Record this
👍 killed it no cap
Tf is this a folk tale 🤣
Maaaaannn RECORD this shit ! On bro nem them bars was devastating 🤯🤯🤯
Slide through your block knock out your lights, pray everyday that shit get right,
set it off
I'm not actually talking about my real life I made this song up from the top of my head.
"Growing up all I had was my brothers same father same mother. When one died dang that's when my life got scarier, sleeping on the streets tryna make money making momma proud was the only thing we worked for. But instead our legs got weaker, life got harder. Sun fell down then the moon came up, man I lost all brothers begging father if I can please come home. NO! I slept on the streets night after night, if you want to be pacific lonely freaking nights, scared to fall asleep cause all I dream abour is my life. When the sun comes up I be messed up in the head and I don't know who to trust. I promise myself I won't cry but it happens night after night."
In real life I started rapping when I was nine years old.
In this field man it's real.....
Got youngings and they getting killed...
Said the pain unbearable don't know how it feel....
Kant lack gotta stay with the steel......
I got bananas clips they get you peeled....
Fuck getting signed I'm just trynna earn a mill....
u ass
+dequan vines 😂
you got it you
Litt
nights after night every day was a fight growing up to be told to go and do right night after night going threw the struggle with mom shit and I still think to my self what went wrong
r.i.p my nigga youngpappy
night after night
cold
Yall saying pappy killed this beat he didnt even record to this beat it was to another beat and the song wasnt finished and when he died they took the audio and synced it with this and bu was only on here cause the sond wasnt done.
this is pure fucking cap. he recorded this song in October of 2014....I made this beat in may of 2014 and he died a year later in 2015.
Someone commented the whole song im weak 😂
Pappyyyyyyy 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
2021🕵
rip pappy yo
RIP
cups night after night
this all over the world
🔥🔥🔥
yess
2020?
2022 anybody??
they aint never felt my pain
this a hit bru
i was really wit dem niggas who had sticks bru
have u ever lost sum family to the streets huh
ima tell you bout my life on this beat blood
late night sippin lean got me tripped out
young niggas round da corna wit dem sticks out
if u want the smoke shit ill take yo click out
walk up in da club wit da 30 clip out
and you kno im bangin blood
i cant switch nah
s double mm
fruit town dripp down
ridin down yo blokk lookin fa a lick na
we gon hop in yo house fa ya bricks fam
i remeber we was posted on da block
night after night
screamin fuck all da opps i was in dea hood flippin all those crack rocks
holdin on my 38 i aint need da glock
held all the shell cases i aint gettin caught
swear to god i lost my heart wen i got dat call
said they took my lil nigga on da same blokk
screamin fuck lil havana till i drop
u wont see me in a foreign til i get it copped
hammer on my lap i aint worried bout a cop
i rather get caught then dropped by a opp
even wen im rich im gon be on my blokk
siminola 5th ave
we aint neva flop
choppa on da front seat bout to go to war
took 5 of you niggas betta keep da score
evreyone kno perky all about his points
i aint ever been soft always been dat boi
drug dealin at the corner in da brown sto
93 rd 27th
were dem bloods sworm
you dont ever want no beef ill bring ah storm
nd you betta not steal ill take yo arm
momma kicked me out house was sleepin in a car
swear i learnt from the streets cant you see my scars
everytime i rep my set bitch i leave a mark throwin big B's
bitch im standin in the dark
waitin for lick say i wont make it far
feds pull me over half a pound in da car
and you kno i got away lyin take u far
used to have a lot of friends now my circle small
do you kno how it feel not to trust ya dogs
they aint never felt my pain
this a hit bru
i was really wit dem niggas who had sticks bru
have u ever lost sum family to the streets huh
ima tell you bout my life on this beat blood
my remix is 💯 my short will be out by Christmas I hope y'all like it tho Rayy dub sign me
This Song Is For My Brother Locked Up Night After Night .
where's the I remember instrumental
I feel like most people don’t know this song from set it off the movie with jada Pinkett
listen NOBODY gone body this shit like Pappy. NOBODY my nigguh.
This is the song u dont even need to tap
Rap
i said my yack bang no hat hand i ride off of mack when i pull that shit back imma let that fucking 40 bangg
Do Jb Bin Laden The Gat pt2 plzz🔥🔥
Lemme get on this bro
🥶😰
go hard for brother I wish touch mother real street credit intrometal 5:00 but Thursday on one here me look at vids
Jesus is king 👑👑👑👑👑
I got a satck whoever think there better then pap
David Whitehouse wassup ? Im not saying I’m better den pat but I damn sure can kill this beat 🌹💔🤘🏾
@@83ky36 same
Touche
This still on? Wrote to this joint a year ago lmao, I'll gladly post it!!
❤😡😥😰Rip young pappy
Anybody know the original instrumental?
bro hit me up i need sum info on this track
How i buy this
On my momma got a hard ass remix
Lamont Okelley bet not
How you outside with your guys rollin, but when you by yourself you act like you ion know em, I'll have my young bulls go and hold em, and have em wait for me to come scroll em, Yeaa I'm talking bout scrollin em, run up on me wrong, ima start blowin em, tow truck towin em, cops watchin us cause they know we holdin em, ion fear nobody, but God the Almighty ,ya got me mistaken at the ole prep Ralley,bluffin and bluffin,actin and fruntin, like you gon do somethin, ya ain't on nothin ,and when I seen ya , I started bussin , shot you and Ya Lil ass cousin ,now ya gone, got killed by that chrome ,should've stayed home, now you got a sprayed dome, ya mom callin ya phone, all day long, wishing you would've came straight home,
Light weight like pappy flow 💯🔥
EBREEZY SUMMIT 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Pap speakin through ya lowkey
Real song name ?
Night after night: gotta struggle every day is just fight after fight Gotta keep your guard up cuz niggas squeezing pipe. She all on a nigga pants what she squeezing she like. Heart cold so I guess the winter season is right Smoking on the best gas got me high as a kite
Momma know that i'm bright said I shine like them lights: and yous a fake nigga so no we is not tight . Bad bitch all night she ride me like a bike :Smoke gas in the hot box til im losing sight.
Murder weapon in possession
I got ghost in my home
Nigga spilling all his thoughts
When the bullet hit his dome
Who all Rap foreal we could link up
Problem Child right here
Problem Child wasup wit it
i rap we can link up and im a girl
I rap & ima girl .🤟🏾 Follow me on ig @lilchoppa.e 😎
Kyra Fellows are you good tho
Rip bro took him to o fast
I just ANNIHILATED this beat
Junk hard to rap on
@@smoothsolja404 not if you feel da beat fully an match da vibe fr
Single Intro]
'Member them long ass nights? In the field with the steel, totin' chrome ass pipes
[Verse 1: Young Pappy]
'Member them long ass nights? In the field with the steel, totin' chrome ass pipes
And everybody tryna do this song, that's right
But in real life, I made this song last night, and whew!
Last night, it was one of them nights
I had so many hoes, I was feelin' like a dyke
I brought two of 'em home, exposed them to this life I lived
And both them hoes was tryna spend the night
I'm like: "Fuck it, since my main bitch wanna fight, I'm not gon' argue tonight!"
You good, shorty, you right
'Cause puttin' my hands on her, for what? I ain't the type
My pops taught me don't touch her, just fuck her like she your wife
So I do that
I swear, I'm the wrong nigga to shoot at
'Cause you can hide, but I'ma find wherever you at
Don't be surprised shells come flyin' wherever you at
Ambulance arrive, no, you dyin' wherever you at
I can merch it
'Cause, nigga, them hollow tips, it be hurtin'
If you ever get shot below your waist, then it ain't purpose
'Cause I'm tryna murk you
I'm tryna hurt you and then dirt you
And I won't forget about you, so I'ma go get a shirt, too, that say:
“Rest In Piss”
They like: “I love that 2 Cups”
That's my shit, she like: “I love you too much!”
That's some shit, he like: “Now fall back, lil' bruh, that's my bitch”
I'm like: “You ain't never just cuff!”
But niggas be crazy as hell
Smoke dope 'till my eyes get lazy as hell
Got a bad bitch ridin' and she crazy as well
And this .40 turn his brains to some gravy a meal
I'm crazy as hell
See this pain? You can tell
This anger I built, you get stained with the steel
You think you ridin' for him, flip his range with the kill
When you hear that .40 bang, see his brain, let her sing for you
Hold on!
Armani White “BILLIE EILISH.” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
Armani White “BILLIE EILISH.” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
[Sample from Lori Perri's “Up Against The Wind”]
Night after night seems like I rage against the moon
But it don't ever light the dark
I curse
[Verse 2: BuDouble]
I remember them never ending nights with my celly, and that bitch both smelly
23 in one, one shower a week
When they pop the trunk, got chow for us to eat and or the mail
Smellin' like my gal, I'll smell that shit
Inhale that shit, think: “Fuck that bitch!” ‘cause she want me to pick
I ain't finna be stressin' over no bitch while I'm doing the bitch
So fuck it, back to the subject
“Celly, if it's mine, don't touch it!
If you drop it, better flush it!”
They shake this bitch and you got contraband
Boy, admit that it's yours, and you just gotta cuff it
Yeah, I remember them lonely ass nights
I was wondering why my homies ain't right
Maybe 'cause they doing wrong
Shit, I'm doing wrong, and I still find time to write some of the bros
Let 'em know that I'm here
Hold your head up, shorty
Trap halfway, Drizzy just took 40
Damn, they just gave a real nigga 40
That's worse than hearin' that it ain't yours on Maury
Niggas ain't real, heard it night after night
Lost a few homies to this life, not a fight, right?
R.I.P. 'em all on the mic
Two cups full of ice, drinkin' Sprite after Sprite
I done been there, done that
Mask up, gun block
Night after night, makin' bitch niggas run that
Yeah, pussy nigga, run that!
Cross over to the other side, you won't come back
Yeah, I'm talkin' barrier, hearts getting heavier
Six of your best close friends got to carry ya
Met the streets, yeah, the first night that I married her
Damn, no wonder that my life why scarier
[Verse 3: Young Pappy]
'Member them nights when Sheen called my phone, like:
“Broski, I got the pipe
If nobody gon' ride, I know that you want to strike
I heard about that crazy shit you did when you was with your wife, so I know you with it!”
I pick him up, switch rentals, like: “Fuck it!”
Go opp hunting, see who I want, I'm like: “Slump it!”
He like: “I'll trunk 'em!”
I'm like: “Hell nah, 'cause then you gotta dump him
Might as well just slump him, Folk, bail out!”
Put two in his face that way he don't get to yell out
And if you get a case, real nigga, don't sell out
This crack money, I'ma save it up 'till you bail out
I pour two cups, light a L, put a L out
“It's TFG, this PBG!”
The shit I yell out
If you can seen a D.O.A., it's what it spell out
I'm street smart, but mamma told me: “Don't never fail out”
But I remember them nights when mamma told me: “Get the hell out!”
Hold on!
[Sample from Lori Perri's “Up Against The Wind”]
Night after night seems like I rage against the moon
But it don't ever light the dark
I curse
Night after night
Night after night
Night after night, night
Night after night
Night after night
Night after night, night
It's real song ?
Where did he sample this from
Up against the wind by Lori perry
i ate this beat what's y'all gmail for i can send it to y'all
Jonathanpruitt473@yahoo.com
Minahsalah200@gmail.com send it
Let me do this beat
Trap out the trap for a long time
I have to get to the bag
These niggas is hating they passed off
I know these niggas is mad
They dripping in water I drip sauce
Yeah ill pull up in a jag
And if he keep talking that hot shit
These bullets will hit em like tag
Treesha, dirty Diana I got a Treesha her name is Diana
Bitch wanna fuck with me cause I'm a scammer
I am the shit yeah I keep me a pamper
Dirty Diana, tell her to twerk for me i need a dancer
Get this recorded here put this on camera
Stay with a toolie I play with them hammers
Free all my brothers that's locked down in slammers
My ex keep calling her name is Amanda
Treesha at the telly her name is Savannah
She get what she want so she calling me Santa
I got a plug, he out there in Tampa
Black and white just like a panda
Word to my mother u act up I'm going bannanas
Word to my mother ill blam yah
Word to my brother and nana ill hit you & slam yah
Yeah I got a bag to make
These bitches is plastic fake
Im smoking on dummy
yeah im feeling funny no i didn't graduate
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Who posting remixes lmk
Me but in the meantime go tune in w my music on the cloud
@TreyDoce
did Lil durk do his 300 days on this?
He did but it's not the same beat. Just search up Lil Durk 300 Days 300 Nights Intro Instrumental And It Should Come Up
+XxDEAD_inside-xX listen to my remix better then pappy shit #Miami soundcloud.com/pj-blake/kg-psycho-night-after-night
+Yung Psych0 what yo email or something I can contact you at
7867685303 hmp
7867685303 hmp Ceo Ju
my remix to this, really bodied this: soundcloud.com/murder-mal/murder-mal-night-after-night
You did gs💯
good shit nigga
+Murder Mal killed it
+Murder Mal listen to my remix better then pappy shit #Miami soundcloud.com/pj-blake/kg-psycho-night-after-night
+Problem Child listen to my remix better then pappy shit #Miami soundcloud.com/pj-blake/kg-psycho-night-after-night
#FREE7SHOTZ
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Drums seem abit off or is it me
Whats That Sample?
"Up Against the Wind" by Lori Perri
+SaDarriss listen to my song to this beat bro this how niggas supposed to rap on yo shits #Miami soundcloud.com/pj-blake/kg-psycho-night-after-night
+Yung Psych0 you snapped bro but this ain't my beat it CjTheKid24 I got his sound cloud in the description if you wanna check him out
What's the dude who made this beat sound cloud
+Sherman Waters CjTheKid24 link in the description
WHERE IS THIS SAMPLE FROM SOMEONE HELP
Kaylin Ivyy Lori Perry - Up Against The Wind
I bet 5k i destroy this shit on god this easy money
Go check my version of this out on Instagram at foyejamarion or Ja'Rio (My point of view) 🔥
After I put him on a shirt and get him murked,ima hop back in the car and just swerve, and when I swerve, Ima swerve to the curb, and call up my boys, and tell them ya dog just caught a bird, I'll then pop a perk then go berserk, smoke some purp ,then some one else getting hurt,
Check out my new video ua-cam.com/video/v8IO1fwPw3Q/v-deo.html
night after night