Four boys in the ride 'cause I'm out on the glide with the guys and I'm feeling good Then I’m out in the club with a wap and a slug and a car if we need we should Yeah I swear life's short when you wear that hood Caught on a slide anywhere you could Gang dancin' with the stolen goods When he backed his shank at mine and stood And G I'm out an about with boys and I ride with toy from Jimmy and John I back beef don't chat that's long Back the shooter to Caribbean songs Best señorita, viens Carolina, bébé, j'te vois, j't'emmène sur la ville Fuck with the kid my boys are all gangsters C'est la mafioso, frère, c'est mon style Look, I don't envy you, but my bro can tell you envy me Yeah I got bad B’s tryin' fill my jeans Can't fuck them 'cah they don't say "Please" They don't care about girls, I just need my G’s I got girls on my T-I-P, no V-I-D when I show my P’s Hit the lick then breathe Just ask French if you need them waps I don't care about shh, I don't use them things And G I don't gang bang, but I play with toys, I stizz' on gym I got approached by a hater once He spoke down to me so I filled him in When I was young had a thing for the guns All the girls inside never liked my trim Chorus] Toute ma clique, animale, tu sais qu'on aime la guerre On aime le biff comme un cannibale Tu sais qu'on aime la (Woo) I grab mash from the travellers, woah, woah Little pussy come and fuck with us, yeah Toute ma clique, animale, tu sais qu'on aime la guerre On aime le biff comme un cannibale Tu sais qu'on aime la (Woo) I grab mash from the travellers, woah, woah Little pussy come and fuck with us, yeah [Verse 2] Wouldn't say I'm legal cuz But guess I get paid from illegal stuff I get waved, don't need no buzz And I hunt on my prey, like an eagle does Look, I don't care how you feel they ain't no feel till the job gets done I'm the chosen one, G I walk through locks with loaded gun My bro grips in the race seriously links got sticks in the rave This one girl tried lifting my weight Told her come back get dicked in her face Got more bad for singing my song Take one back for vibing on gone Back when times moving so long They know me as French to you it's the don Two hands up when I step in the room Got boys on the left and right with the shooter G, I'm sat in the club right now Got the girls all around with the black Sambuca Pics with me its mad to see I never really changed for the fame like Luther Back then I was out with a shooter But now in the bar getting drinks with a hooter Scrap that you don't know me cuz, you don't know my life, you don't know my pain Essex prince and I'm out for the block to the sights got ties with big boy names I can't feel my face got a baddie in the back she don't wanna get trained She just wanna give brain Nah I'm messin', I just wanna get paid
Caucasian on my lap g I’m feeling waved Had a dream on a beach I was feeling the waves Bill myself a spliff try fly away Starting to land and I’m feeling the same Putting in works me and bro at a rave Got sectioned off had to bump the gate Duffel in the boot of an RA8 In for the kill like Tion Wayne You don’t know my life don’t talk on my pain You don’t know those times I’ve stood in the rain Head in the corner I feel trapped in a cage
Plugged in with team cause I’m fresh in the mic and I’m sounding good,good spun this bike 4 times off white on my arms taped off my hood my girl back home with the tv on she ready to old this wood Kids with sticks Not wood Caught by the cam anywhere you could Capture me dancing wit stolen good’s Like French got a moncler hood And I’m out in the club with Teo n Wong moving to dancehall songs 11 to 4 got me sweating the lot Outside all time spent round the clock 3 dogs on the front of my garms rep the boys from the streets Yo Far outa town to the east hold dis freestyle close where your heart beats Last time youll be earing me rap for free Chill out bro it’s not my fault that your girls on the gram N she Posting herself in nude
Gotta get to them, I'll do it on stage You get me? Big SK, big smoke Fumez The Engineer, Kweng, Carns Been plugged in A boy better know I don't take backchat, no disrespect Already know the gang and I'm something like Big Fris Fuck the opps, it's their loss I cut them off How could I get pissed off? Bodies get ticked off I hope you brush your teeth before you talk about the big boss Brand new bedsheets covered in your wifey's lip gloss You was at the top, but you slipped off (wasteman) None of them boy there hard (nah) All of them boy there soft Murder charge ain't a joke and laugh You think that you shower, when last you jump in a bath? (When?) I know the gunman that do obeah, voodoo, and witchcraft (brrt) Roll with a nine month old baby So they can bring out the mash in a Winnie the Pooh scarf (alright) Sun's out, guns out Bare chest in the Rolls Royce, park up and I jump out Rich nigga, used to bag food at my mum's house Heard the boy dissed me, now the boy rubbed out (rubbed out) Test my gangster, reach for my chain Don't cry when your face get thump out (smoke) My young G love testin' that smoke in the park Somebody gettin' dropped if he comes out (baow, baow, baow) Baow, what do you mean, you fool? Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool (tool) Think that you're hard, but you're soft like wool Lick a man in the jawside with a stool (yeah) Real bad boy, but I still look cool White gold chain and an iced out jewel But they can't jack me because I'm not Ja Rule Nah, rude boy, what do you mean? What do you mean? You can't jack me, best you don't chat to me Ignore me, turn your back to me You can't put no nine, no MAC to me I know you did research, wanna move to Skepta But you found out you can't do shit to me Not lyrically or literally I put you on TV, make history What happened to your headback? That's a mystery Five o' clock in the mornin' I flew out, flew down the road, flew back, then flew in My mum knows what I'm doin' And deep down, I know she's screwin' I fell asleep with 13 scores in my mouth Had a dream about chicken and chips, like an idiot, I started chewin' Woke up, then I started spewin' I used to put 13 scores in my mouth Start choppin' up a next ounce with H Can't chat to Meridian about weight Them boy wouldn't even know what to do with an eighth You bought an eight ball on the 24th You're still tryna move it on the eighth (how?) Them boy don't know about Tanitas With the batteries held in with Sellotape, blood You would've thought you were looking at your date of birth When I put my food on the scales I'm in the cell, start biting my nails Never ever been an informer, never told tales I roll with four black males And the feds better lock us in separate jails And I can bag up the food, but, ayy, you can't chat to me about class A sales It's the return of the mack, I'm still alive just like 2Pac Girls in the front row, girls in the back Spit one lyric, everybody's like, "Brrap" Flashback to the cold nights in the trap Now I'm in a new whip counting the big stack White gold chain and the diamonds are black Jack me? Nah, you don't wanna do that God forgive me if I bust my nine God forgive me if I bust my nine I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne Dissed my mum, then he crossed my line God forgive me if I bust my nine God forgive me if I bust my nine I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne If he dissed my mom, then straight greaze
I see blue lights when i hop in this car Better hope I get back to the hood Now I’m back in the yard with a ram on my side I gotta tell mum that I’m good I swear it feels weird when you hear that woosh Feds flying by from the smell of that kush It’s all fun and games till you’ve fucked up YOU Sitting in a cell thinking “what can I do?” Like yo, come step in my shoes Tell me what you see, do you think I’d lose? I talk to myself just to make things good And as a matter of fact, im not just a “yute” I’m a kid that dreams he’ll be better than you Rain in the dark, the skies aren’t blue The sun don’t shine like it always used to Like playing with fire, it’ll just kill you I talk real shit I don’t for it for you I do it for myself I can’t chat to these yutes
Sweet mamicta Im happy to meet yah please be my teacher coz I can't teach yah they call me crazy I act like a creature on the song me and french just made a feature they say I'm mad when I jump on the speaker girls like me coz my voice is deeper baby hop in my bemmer as a younger I've been a dealer nowone is realler god is to fear jump in the rear change the gear everytime I drink beer I think clear deer understand what you hear will b here
j'prend mon 5 zéro le ien-cli comme a l'apéro une vitesse deja a l'aéro avec brasko en vend plus que benderho jamais j'ai compté sur l'un d'mes rho il te suce et il te plante dans l'dos c'est violent mais c'est beau une roro tu dodo tipe j'ai jamais crier bobo tout les z1 j'les coco arrete de gr t'est pas mon poto
![[FREE] French The Kid Plugged In Official Instrumental Type Beat 2022 “Plugged In” Prod. Simmonz](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/dazSJPiCUi8/mqdefault.jpg)
bro this man talented af
We need the part 2 instrumental please
Wordd need the instrumental to part 2
Litro
Four boys in the ride 'cause I'm out on the glide with the guys and I'm feeling good
Then I’m out in the club with a wap and a slug and a car if we need we should
Yeah I swear life's short when you wear that hood
Caught on a slide anywhere you could
Gang dancin' with the stolen goods
When he backed his shank at mine and stood
And G I'm out an about with boys and I ride with toy from Jimmy and John
I back beef don't chat that's long
Back the shooter to Caribbean songs
Best señorita, viens Carolina, bébé, j'te vois, j't'emmène sur la ville
Fuck with the kid my boys are all gangsters
C'est la mafioso, frère, c'est mon style
Look, I don't envy you, but my bro can tell you envy me
Yeah I got bad B’s tryin' fill my jeans
Can't fuck them 'cah they don't say "Please"
They don't care about girls, I just need my G’s
I got girls on my T-I-P, no V-I-D when I show my P’s
Hit the lick then breathe
Just ask French if you need them waps
I don't care about shh, I don't use them things
And G I don't gang bang, but I play with toys, I stizz' on gym
I got approached by a hater once
He spoke down to me so I filled him in
When I was young had a thing for the guns
All the girls inside never liked my trim
Chorus]
Toute ma clique, animale, tu sais qu'on aime la guerre
On aime le biff comme un cannibale
Tu sais qu'on aime la (Woo)
I grab mash from the travellers, woah, woah
Little pussy come and fuck with us, yeah
Toute ma clique, animale, tu sais qu'on aime la guerre
On aime le biff comme un cannibale
Tu sais qu'on aime la (Woo)
I grab mash from the travellers, woah, woah
Little pussy come and fuck with us, yeah
[Verse 2]
Wouldn't say I'm legal cuz
But guess I get paid from illegal stuff
I get waved, don't need no buzz
And I hunt on my prey, like an eagle does
Look, I don't care how you feel they ain't no feel till the job gets done
I'm the chosen one, G I walk through locks with loaded gun
My bro grips in the race seriously links got sticks in the rave
This one girl tried lifting my weight
Told her come back get dicked in her face
Got more bad for singing my song
Take one back for vibing on gone
Back when times moving so long
They know me as French to you it's the don
Two hands up when I step in the room
Got boys on the left and right with the shooter
G, I'm sat in the club right now
Got the girls all around with the black Sambuca
Pics with me its mad to see
I never really changed for the fame like Luther
Back then I was out with a shooter
But now in the bar getting drinks with a hooter
Scrap that you don't know me cuz, you don't know my life, you don't know my pain
Essex prince and I'm out for the block to the sights got ties with big boy names
I can't feel my face got a baddie in the back she don't wanna get trained
She just wanna give brain
Nah I'm messin', I just wanna get paid
from where is the guitar??? i think i heard it in other time… sick remake btw!!
Stitches by Shawn mendes I think
preciate u bro🤘
Yow may i use the beat and upload on all platforms
Re-prod
where the vocals from?
Is there a download link for this?
can i use this beat for cover remix in yotube ?
please could you do the same for part 2
I produced the 2nd beat . French bought it exclusively
@@simmonzproductions I need that 2nd oneeeee lol
Thanks my man 🔥
Yooo bro we need Sirens from Frenchs album
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥👍ОГОНЬ
ахахах я не один здесь русский
ахахах я не один здесь русский
Caucasian on my lap g I’m feeling waved
Had a dream on a beach I was feeling the waves
Bill myself a spliff try fly away
Starting to land and I’m feeling the same
Putting in works me and bro at a rave
Got sectioned off had to bump the gate
Duffel in the boot of an RA8
In for the kill like Tion Wayne
You don’t know my life don’t talk on my pain
You don’t know those times I’ve stood in the rain
Head in the corner I feel trapped in a cage
Hats?
Is this free for non profit ?
Can I purchase this beat?
Yeah Dm me on instagram
Man I made a freestyle out of this it’s bangin
Plugged in with team cause I’m fresh in the mic and I’m sounding good,good
spun this bike 4 times off white on my arms taped off my hood
my girl back home with the tv on she ready to old this wood
Kids with sticks
Not wood
Caught by the cam anywhere you could
Capture me dancing wit stolen good’s
Like French got a moncler hood
And I’m out in the club with Teo n Wong moving to dancehall songs
11 to 4 got me sweating the lot
Outside all time spent round the clock
3 dogs on the front of my garms
rep the boys from the streets
Yo
Far outa town to the east
hold dis freestyle close where your heart beats
Last time youll be earing me rap for free
Chill out bro it’s not my fault that your girls on the gram
N she Posting herself in nude
Part 1 & 2 same vid
Gotta get to them, I'll do it on stage
You get me? Big SK, big smoke
Fumez The Engineer, Kweng, Carns
Been plugged in
A boy better know
I don't take backchat, no disrespect
Already know the gang and I'm something like Big Fris
Fuck the opps, it's their loss I cut them off
How could I get pissed off? Bodies get ticked off
I hope you brush your teeth before you talk about the big boss
Brand new bedsheets covered in your wifey's lip gloss
You was at the top, but you slipped off (wasteman)
None of them boy there hard (nah)
All of them boy there soft
Murder charge ain't a joke and laugh
You think that you shower, when last you jump in a bath? (When?)
I know the gunman that do obeah, voodoo, and witchcraft (brrt)
Roll with a nine month old baby
So they can bring out the mash in a Winnie the Pooh scarf (alright)
Sun's out, guns out
Bare chest in the Rolls Royce, park up and I jump out
Rich nigga, used to bag food at my mum's house
Heard the boy dissed me, now the boy rubbed out (rubbed out)
Test my gangster, reach for my chain
Don't cry when your face get thump out (smoke)
My young G love testin' that smoke in the park
Somebody gettin' dropped if he comes out (baow, baow, baow)
Baow, what do you mean, you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool (tool)
Think that you're hard, but you're soft like wool
Lick a man in the jawside with a stool (yeah)
Real bad boy, but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced out jewel
But they can't jack me because I'm not Ja Rule
Nah, rude boy, what do you mean? What do you mean?
You can't jack me, best you don't chat to me
Ignore me, turn your back to me
You can't put no nine, no MAC to me
I know you did research, wanna move to Skepta
But you found out you can't do shit to me
Not lyrically or literally
I put you on TV, make history
What happened to your headback? That's a mystery
Five o' clock in the mornin'
I flew out, flew down the road, flew back, then flew in
My mum knows what I'm doin'
And deep down, I know she's screwin'
I fell asleep with 13 scores in my mouth
Had a dream about chicken and chips, like an idiot, I started chewin'
Woke up, then I started spewin'
I used to put 13 scores in my mouth
Start choppin' up a next ounce with H
Can't chat to Meridian about weight
Them boy wouldn't even know what to do with an eighth
You bought an eight ball on the 24th
You're still tryna move it on the eighth (how?)
Them boy don't know about Tanitas
With the batteries held in with Sellotape, blood
You would've thought you were looking at your date of birth
When I put my food on the scales
I'm in the cell, start biting my nails
Never ever been an informer, never told tales
I roll with four black males
And the feds better lock us in separate jails
And I can bag up the food, but, ayy, you can't chat to me about class A sales
It's the return of the mack, I'm still alive just like 2Pac
Girls in the front row, girls in the back
Spit one lyric, everybody's like, "Brrap"
Flashback to the cold nights in the trap
Now I'm in a new whip counting the big stack
White gold chain and the diamonds are black
Jack me? Nah, you don't wanna do that
God forgive me if I bust my nine
God forgive me if I bust my nine
I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne
Dissed my mum, then he crossed my line
God forgive me if I bust my nine
God forgive me if I bust my nine
I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne
If he dissed my mom, then straight greaze
I see blue lights when i hop in this car
Better hope I get back to the hood
Now I’m back in the yard with a ram on my side I gotta tell mum that I’m good
I swear it feels weird when you hear that woosh
Feds flying by from the smell of that kush
It’s all fun and games till you’ve fucked up YOU
Sitting in a cell thinking “what can I do?”
Like yo, come step in my shoes
Tell me what you see, do you think I’d lose?
I talk to myself just to make things good
And as a matter of fact, im not just a “yute”
I’m a kid that dreams he’ll be better than you
Rain in the dark, the skies aren’t blue
The sun don’t shine like it always used to
Like playing with fire, it’ll just kill you
I talk real shit I don’t for it for you
I do it for myself I can’t chat to these yutes
Sweet mamicta Im happy to meet yah please be my teacher coz I can't teach yah they call me crazy I act like a creature on the song me and french just made a feature they say I'm mad when I jump on the speaker girls like me coz my voice is deeper baby hop in my bemmer as a younger I've been a dealer nowone is realler god is to fear jump in the rear change the gear everytime I drink beer I think clear deer understand what you hear will b here
Wow🔥🔥
Not exactly the same but still lit tho
i gave my best. Bro
@@RIT1K very good bro I really like ot
j'prend mon 5 zéro
le ien-cli
comme a l'apéro
une vitesse deja
a l'aéro avec brasko
en vend plus que benderho
jamais j'ai compté sur l'un d'mes rho
il te suce et il te plante dans l'dos
c'est violent mais c'est beau
une roro tu dodo
tipe j'ai jamais crier bobo
tout les z1 j'les coco
arrete de gr t'est pas mon poto