Greetings and salutations upon your arrival to Brixton. I find myself amidst a gathering attended by individuals of refined elegance, as well as those of a more martial disposition. The fervent festivities are accompanied by spirited conversation and conviviality. Observations reveal a notable commotion amidst the revelry, whereupon I have witnessed several individuals hastily retreat from the company of my associates. It appears that discussions regarding matters of weaponry are prevalent, yet it is evident that certain individuals lack the means to procure such armaments, as they have not experienced the rigorous process of wielding them in confrontations. A youthful companion of mine is in possession of a sharp implement, prepared for unforeseen encounters. It is a cautionary reminder that one should exercise prudence when associating with certain individuals, lest they find themselves embroiled in perilous situations repeatedly.
Verse] Look Purgers, purgers, purgers, purgers Now I know why them man upset The pressure got too intense So, they can't post up on their ends Rest up Culprit, deny your friends Stupid gems Corn for his back and corn for his chest When Action got kwenged So you got money and you got bread, but Where's your skengs? Them man can't talk bout no new drills Playing hide and seek with paigon men What happened? What happened when gang pulled up? And you left your friend Assisted dem mandem drills your bro, tryna pavе your friend Twenty man doing up running man Wherе's the wap? Where's the wap? Aye Blitz, go down them stairs Had to send you out when they all done dash, neeooom Oh golly Done a drill then they turned ghost Got dropped in the back, they're due to turn smokey Aye, it was your bro turned pack I'm lighting him up in a Congo pack Unknown try scream out "Cres'", then he turned heart attack We're tired of Cres' and man Scored bare goals, and they ain't scored back In the Water serving Cadaan Where they hiding? Where they hiding, fam? C2, what's the crud on tracks? You got wrapped up by a bisshead Bare kip cap, 'fore I ring that cat Aye bro, let me give it to Lankz He's a driller on tracks Same way C2 raps that badness Name me a works that one of you mashed, I'll wait Pussy, your gonna hear silence They ain't on nuttin', go do some riding Last drill in the 5 was me The dot-dot bells and a big man flying Action man, without the action You were in court, testifying None of my G's are disabled But you want fans, so keep on lying Broad day bootings and late night splashings Us, we can talk about Camden's violence And H left Flipz in the shop I tried to bang blam my stitches in Your main man, Flipz try back his shank Just to lock his bitch ass in Dickhead Niggas know he's really got the borough in a headlock A's up or get shaved and bli-
Welcome to Brixton I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) The kickback mad on the spinna I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas) How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way) My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again) Welcome to Brixton I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) The kickback mad on the spinna I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas) How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way) My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again) Brixton bullies, slide with the botty Man hold two from the woody (woody) Shy rude gangster, niggas know me Man leave two in your hoodie (hoodie) My youngers are nutters, stay with the cutters Chef up you and ya mudda (mudda) Free R1, got nicked for a mazza Now he's doing life in the slammer (slammer) How many times have I circled the opp block Again and again, 'til a man got slapped with a hammer (bow bow) Bro bros a well known rider, he'll hop of a bike Watch the opps and sing like Mariah (sing) It was Screw and Shh that slapped that corn when shh got bun Man ain't a liar, corn come gold like Kiah Slap man live, I'm a well known striker (striker) Aim for the chest and higher (higher) If I missed then watch, best back that bulldog Everything there get fry up (fry up) Bad b's come to the rack I tell the young G's be gentle and line up (line up) Gwintz got nicked with a whole lip of grub Free bro, he's a well known rider (rider) Welcome to Brixton I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) The kickback mad on the spinna I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas) How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way) My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again) Welcome to Brixton I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) The kickback mad on the spinna I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas) How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way) My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again) I see bare man ducking and diving I crash this wap, I'm trying to leave heads bleeding I'm sick and tired of this skeeting Back this wap, I see bare man breezing (always) Bro bro circled a shh with a shh Something got dropped in the evening Bad b's come down south for the D If I ain't got a jimmy, I ain't beating (fuck off) Slap at a man on the backroad Look to my right, see my ex is preein and screaming "Aye broski just spin this whip Let me lean out the ride and crash at his wig" The opps are pricks They get touched and talk to the pigs Man got grabbed for aiming the aim On the Friday man got slapped in the bin (bin, bin) Welcome to Brixton I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) The kickback mad on the spinna I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas) How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way) My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again) Welcome to Brixton I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) The kickback mad on the spinna I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas) How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way) My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again) Welcome to Brixton (welcome to Brixton) I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas) Welcome to Brixton (welcome to Brixton) I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
purges, purges, purges, purges now i know why the opps upset four got drowned and we still get around clearly, clearly we lost our meds niqqas can't say much about my set because we got bodies and we get bread bro bangs dotties and aims for heads rest up sadiq, we don't aim for legs nutz was fat and he lost his breath creeps is tapped, saying "what a mess" mitch got killed, but got shanked less that's what happens when you aim for necks ay, chill out how you're talking wrecks? i can't, because them man piss me off i was pissed that it didn't go through why? because then i would have switchеd him off rocky chats all this crud on tunes what happened, what happеned at the pizza shop? you ain't done nothing to none of my goons so, what drills are you speaking on? sus watched bino jump on the bus, then, he speeded off oh, golly nah, actually you're taking the piss like if mitch ain't loud enough, then, add some sadiq to the mix most of my opps already've been hit like kezza, done split how the dot-dot split not know how to control the stick then, go opp block and give it a ring bro had sauce on his ting i told ichigo, he said, "what does that mean?" i said "bleach", then he gave it a clean grip this spinner, re-use the spleen stupid malis, stick to lean i don't turn disabled like mr bean go ask sehalo what i mean and now they don't really dream, just horrible flashbacks to vivid scenes P P P P, free the guys man
Look Purgers, purgers, purgers, purgers Now I know why them man upset The pressure got too intense So, they can't post up on their ends Rest up Culprit, deny your friends Stupid gm's Corn for his back and corn for his chest When Action got kwenged So you got money and you got bread, but Where's your skengs? Them man can't talk bout no new drills Playing hide and seek with paigon men What happened? What happened when gang pulled up? And you left your friend Assisted dem mandem drills your bro, tryna pave your friend Twenty man doing up running man Where's the wap? Where's the wap? Aye Blitz, go down them stairs Had to send you out when they all done dash, neeooom Oh golly Done a drill then they turned ghost Got dropped in the back, they're due to turn smokey Aye, it was your bro turned pack I'm lighting him up in a Congo pack Unknown try scream out "Cres'", then he turned heart attack We're tired of Cres' and man Scored bare goals, and they ain't scored back In the Water serving Cadaan Where they hiding? Where they hiding, fam? C2, what's the crud on tracks? You got wrapped up by a bisshead Bare kip cap, 'fore I ring that cat Aye bro, let me give it to Lankz He's a driller on tracks Same way C2 raps that badness Name me a works that one of you mashed, I'll wait Pussy, your gonna hear silence They ain't on nuttin', go do some riding Last drill in the 5 was me The dot-dot bells and a big man flying Action man, without the action You were in court, testifying None of my G's are disabled But you want fans, so keep on lying Broad day bootings and late night splashings Us, we can talk about Camden's violence And H left Flipz in the shop I tried to bang blam my stitches in Your main man, Flipz try back his shank Just to lock his bitch ass in Dickhead Niggas know we really got the borough in a headlock A's up or get shaved and blazed up
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Can u drop the piano?
@@will_is_barzyBMX 2:53
@@racxs00 cheers man I forgot
Greetings and salutations upon your arrival to Brixton. I find myself amidst a gathering attended by individuals of refined elegance, as well as those of a more martial disposition. The fervent festivities are accompanied by spirited conversation and conviviality.
Observations reveal a notable commotion amidst the revelry, whereupon I have witnessed several individuals hastily retreat from the company of my associates. It appears that discussions regarding matters of weaponry are prevalent, yet it is evident that certain individuals lack the means to procure such armaments, as they have not experienced the rigorous process of wielding them in confrontations.
A youthful companion of mine is in possession of a sharp implement, prepared for unforeseen encounters. It is a cautionary reminder that one should exercise prudence when associating with certain individuals, lest they find themselves embroiled in perilous situations repeatedly.
the best dope dark drill beat crazzy 🥵❤️🔥
pure fire man❤️🔥❤️🔥
thanks g
fighissima bro
grazie
Thinq you
Cool
10 like = flp
Yes please drop the flp my guy! Also this is hella accurate! nice job
@@biggobeats321 look now
Verse]
Look
Purgers, purgers, purgers, purgers
Now I know why them man upset
The pressure got too intense
So, they can't post up on their ends
Rest up Culprit, deny your friends
Stupid gems
Corn for his back and corn for his chest
When Action got kwenged
So you got money and you got bread, but
Where's your skengs?
Them man can't talk bout no new drills
Playing hide and seek with paigon men
What happened? What happened when gang pulled up?
And you left your friend
Assisted dem mandem drills your bro, tryna pavе your friend
Twenty man doing up running man
Wherе's the wap? Where's the wap?
Aye Blitz, go down them stairs
Had to send you out when they all done dash, neeooom
Oh golly
Done a drill then they turned ghost
Got dropped in the back, they're due to turn smokey
Aye, it was your bro turned pack
I'm lighting him up in a Congo pack
Unknown try scream out "Cres'", then he turned heart attack
We're tired of Cres' and man
Scored bare goals, and they ain't scored back
In the Water serving Cadaan
Where they hiding? Where they hiding, fam?
C2, what's the crud on tracks?
You got wrapped up by a bisshead
Bare kip cap, 'fore I ring that cat
Aye bro, let me give it to Lankz
He's a driller on tracks
Same way C2 raps that badness
Name me a works that one of you mashed, I'll wait
Pussy, your gonna hear silence
They ain't on nuttin', go do some riding
Last drill in the 5 was me
The dot-dot bells and a big man flying
Action man, without the action
You were in court, testifying
None of my G's are disabled
But you want fans, so keep on lying
Broad day bootings and late night splashings
Us, we can talk about Camden's violence
And H left Flipz in the shop
I tried to bang blam my stitches in
Your main man, Flipz try back his shank
Just to lock his bitch ass in
Dickhead
Niggas know he's really got the borough in a headlock
A's up or get shaved and bli-
Yess
i start to think that this song sampled "slipknot - danger keep away"
no man is a piano
🥷👑🔥 🔥 🔥
Welcome to brixton remix on the way - china doll
Mr brown please🥰
lol
Mi sa che gli 808 sono un po sbagliati ma il resto e buono
non credo eh
scarica sto beat e poi la canzone originale poi alzali tutti e due di pitch così si sentono gli 808
I just think it's just a different 808 used that's all
@@redpillrealityrpr8365 ye it sounds different so i tought it was offkey my bad i apologize
Welcome to Brixton
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
The kickback mad on the spinna
I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas)
How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers
They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way)
My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga
Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again)
Welcome to Brixton
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
The kickback mad on the spinna
I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas)
How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers
They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way)
My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga
Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again)
Brixton bullies, slide with the botty
Man hold two from the woody (woody)
Shy rude gangster, niggas know me
Man leave two in your hoodie (hoodie)
My youngers are nutters, stay with the cutters
Chef up you and ya mudda (mudda)
Free R1, got nicked for a mazza
Now he's doing life in the slammer (slammer)
How many times have I circled the opp block
Again and again, 'til a man got slapped with a hammer (bow bow)
Bro bros a well known rider, he'll hop of a bike
Watch the opps and sing like Mariah (sing)
It was Screw and Shh that slapped that corn when shh got bun
Man ain't a liar, corn come gold like Kiah
Slap man live, I'm a well known striker (striker)
Aim for the chest and higher (higher)
If I missed then watch, best back that bulldog
Everything there get fry up (fry up)
Bad b's come to the rack
I tell the young G's be gentle and line up (line up)
Gwintz got nicked with a whole lip of grub
Free bro, he's a well known rider (rider)
Welcome to Brixton
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
The kickback mad on the spinna
I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas)
How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers
They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way)
My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga
Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again)
Welcome to Brixton
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
The kickback mad on the spinna
I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas)
How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers
They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way)
My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga
Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again)
I see bare man ducking and diving
I crash this wap, I'm trying to leave heads bleeding
I'm sick and tired of this skeeting
Back this wap, I see bare man breezing (always)
Bro bro circled a shh with a shh
Something got dropped in the evening
Bad b's come down south for the D
If I ain't got a jimmy, I ain't beating (fuck off)
Slap at a man on the backroad
Look to my right, see my ex is preein and screaming
"Aye broski just spin this whip
Let me lean out the ride and crash at his wig"
The opps are pricks
They get touched and talk to the pigs
Man got grabbed for aiming the aim
On the Friday man got slapped in the bin (bin, bin)
Welcome to Brixton
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
The kickback mad on the spinna
I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas)
How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers
They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way)
My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga
Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again)
Welcome to Brixton
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
The kickback mad on the spinna
I've seen nuff man just run from my niggas (niggas)
How they talk about dingers? They ain't got dingers
They ain't beat corn out a dinger (no way)
My lil nigga riding loose with a chinga
Man you get done with your nigga (and again, and again)
Welcome to Brixton (welcome to Brixton)
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
Welcome to Brixton (welcome to Brixton)
I'm in the party with barbies and drillas (drillas)
Can I use this beat ?
For non profit?
yes you can but you have to put (prod. Racxs)
@@racxs00 ok mate
Thank you so much 😊
I will
Hello mate… I think this beat already use by SR-Welcome to Brixton [ music video ] GRM Daily…
what happen ifs i use this beat? Again…with my lirik…
Bro the one how created it gived you permission@@jpbidau3197
flp not working help reupload please
bet
@@racxs00 ??
@@racxs00 what now
purges, purges, purges, purges
now i know why the opps upset
four got drowned and we still get around
clearly, clearly we lost our meds
niqqas can't say much about my set
because we got bodies and we get bread
bro bangs dotties and aims for heads
rest up sadiq, we don't aim for legs
nutz was fat and he lost his breath
creeps is tapped, saying "what a mess"
mitch got killed, but got shanked less
that's what happens when you aim for necks
ay, chill out how you're talking wrecks?
i can't, because them man piss me off
i was pissed that it didn't go through
why? because then i would have switchеd him off
rocky chats all this crud on tunes
what happened, what happеned at the pizza shop?
you ain't done nothing to none of my goons
so, what drills are you speaking on?
sus watched bino jump on the bus, then, he speeded off
oh, golly
nah, actually you're taking the piss
like if mitch ain't loud enough, then, add some sadiq to the mix
most of my opps already've been hit
like kezza, done split how the dot-dot split
not know how to control the stick
then, go opp block and give it a ring
bro had sauce on his ting
i told ichigo, he said, "what does that mean?"
i said "bleach", then he gave it a clean
grip this spinner, re-use the spleen
stupid malis, stick to lean
i don't turn disabled like mr bean
go ask sehalo what i mean
and now they don't really dream, just horrible flashbacks to vivid scenes
P P P P, free the guys man
Look
Purgers, purgers, purgers, purgers
Now I know why them man upset
The pressure got too intense
So, they can't post up on their ends
Rest up Culprit, deny your friends
Stupid gm's
Corn for his back and corn for his chest
When Action got kwenged
So you got money and you got bread, but
Where's your skengs?
Them man can't talk bout no new drills
Playing hide and seek with paigon men
What happened? What happened when gang pulled up?
And you left your friend
Assisted dem mandem drills your bro, tryna pave your friend
Twenty man doing up running man
Where's the wap? Where's the wap?
Aye Blitz, go down them stairs
Had to send you out when they all done dash, neeooom
Oh golly
Done a drill then they turned ghost
Got dropped in the back, they're due to turn smokey
Aye, it was your bro turned pack
I'm lighting him up in a Congo pack
Unknown try scream out "Cres'", then he turned heart attack
We're tired of Cres' and man
Scored bare goals, and they ain't scored back
In the Water serving Cadaan
Where they hiding? Where they hiding, fam?
C2, what's the crud on tracks?
You got wrapped up by a bisshead
Bare kip cap, 'fore I ring that cat
Aye bro, let me give it to Lankz
He's a driller on tracks
Same way C2 raps that badness
Name me a works that one of you mashed, I'll wait
Pussy, your gonna hear silence
They ain't on nuttin', go do some riding
Last drill in the 5 was me
The dot-dot bells and a big man flying
Action man, without the action
You were in court, testifying
None of my G's are disabled
But you want fans, so keep on lying
Broad day bootings and late night splashings
Us, we can talk about Camden's violence
And H left Flipz in the shop
I tried to bang blam my stitches in
Your main man, Flipz try back his shank
Just to lock his bitch ass in
Dickhead
Niggas know we really got the borough in a headlock
A's up or get shaved and blazed up