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Nửa đêm, hết mối Cả gang ngồi vét cối Man tao thích khi tài khoản nhân đôi Tao phải đổi cặp dép mới Trích vài khoản để bố mày chi tiêu Đéo thể nào mà chết đói Mấy thằng fake bảo muốn được kết nối Nối con cặc, thôi đéo phải phét boy Thấy bố tìm chỗ mà nép boy Để thằng bố mày nóng thì chết toi ( thằng ngu này ) Nếu mày nhắn đéo bao giờ bố mày rep boy Tưởng là ngầu, tưởng là mình, lại là bad boy ghệ mày sec toy Bạn tao bảo là muốn tránh công an à Ra đường nhét cỏ vào bánh bông lan vào traphouse tao không chơi đồ vì lúc đi đường t rơi đồ thèm hơi bồ Tao là thứ mấy con ĩ cần Nghĩ vần Tao không coi tiền là tất cả Tiền chỉ là công cụ Nếu tao bất chấp để kiếm tiền Chắc giờ tao đang trong tù

Vampp

Repent before its to late yall god loves yall amen

Let me do some foe it and let's re release it

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So, you got the job doing what? Bro, I get payed to snitch now, nigga It's really classified, I can't really talk about this shit, my nigga Oh, my God Only reason I'm tellin you this, 'cause you my boy But don't fuck with me, you see what I did to Roger You seen what I did to Roger Forty years He had forty years Forty years, bitch, you don't wanna sign that plea Forty years Damn Don't fuck with me Self assured Buddah blessed this beat Look at my status No, I'm not braggin', I'm not average My bitch want a Patek I bought her a whip and I told her to stop naggin' Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin' I bought it back in The club is packed in Step in your city we goin' in Drop the top, let's blow the wind Fuck the cops, we goin' big Niggas out here hate the kid 'Cause I'm runnin' up when supposed to be dead, uh Bitch, I'm a player Nigga we're trappin', and checkin' the mail, yeah Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I'm handin' out bills, yeah These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah The way that you playin', niggas out here workin' with 12 Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh, damn They workin', they clockin', they watchin' No stoppin, no options, we ballin', we poppin' We goin', let's go get money, get mo' for sure I got it, and there's plenty mo' on the boat Nigga we came from the bottom Yes, it's time for the boss to toast Me and the dog got collars We puttin' diamonds on top of the chokers (ice) Fuck nigga, come in the lane We droppin' him off like a floater I ain't gon' mention his name But if he do, then it's like that and it's over Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn Niggas be out here snitchin' Said I pull up in Amiri, got ninas attached Walk in the buildin', I shake up the room Fuck on your lady, no feelings attached Don't talk out your mouth 'cause she holdin' the room Yeah, yeah, walk in (walk in), then walk up out it There's never a day I don't walk without it Shoot a nigga, never talk about it 'Cause these niggas be rats, yeah I had to shoot it in class I had the ninas attached Fuck and run, see I had the bitch badge If Quavo told me get him, then I'ma do the dash Yeah, dash, I take off like a rocket Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn Niggas be out here snitchin' Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown Pick a town, I get down Chrome hearts, chrome hearts Bitches love my style Look at how my wrist glow, huh 250 just for the watch, uh Posted on the block, I was servin' for dollar I caught a wave, it's amazing, Margiela Audemar water, Beretta, vendetta Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel Taking off just like Iraq, I got racks in my pocket I'm havin' my way with these hoes Shawty in love with my diamonds She love how they twinkle She love how they glisten, they glow Pour up a four like I'm young Tony Stoke One in the head, 99 more to go Went in a winner, pull up like a GOAT Trippin' and spillin', now that shit on the floor Came from the gutter, that's word from the bro I'm Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas I'm really havin' more hits than The Beatles I was out trappin' with keys like Alicia I be finessin' my plug, got it cheaper Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers I'm on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh Switch up the flow for the visual Just so you know that I'm spiritual All of my money identical Bluefaces, bluefaces keep me a hundred They on the woo shit Niggas gon' shoot your shit You ain't no woo, nigga You ain't gon' do shit Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn, snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Snitchin', snitchin' Niggas be out here snitchin', uh Damn Niggas be out here snitchin'

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This like that babykeem song anyone can rap on it

crazy how it says parent advisory when ts nga needs more parental vision than any mf thats watching ts

whats the sound at 0:04

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BassBoostedBrain Whats the name of this type bass??

going

I never like DJ Khalid beats when I first start listening to them but then after a minute when it all comes together I start to vibe

Get em

Can I use this and remix fam ?

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If she ain't suckin' dick, lil' bitch, you can get the fuck up out my shit 100 round, hit him with the Glock, take a fucker down 100 round, bitch, we hittin' that kill, we gon' take him down 12 get behind me, we gon' do 60 fuckin' miles, yeah Bitch, I'm in a Lamborghini, keep on talkin' Bitch I'm in a Lamborghini, point that beam up on his head Took his shit, he went out bad 50 rounds, nigga know not play wit' me I'll shoot his ass right in the ground Hand her out, step on lil' bro grave, hit him in his face If she gon' suck the dick, go crazy Bitch, I'm in a Lamb', keep on talkin' Hit him with this glam, bitch, I hand up with the Glock Hit him in the Porsche, hit him with the Glock, I'll take him down Hit him in his face, make lil' bro drop like he okay Bitch, I got the Glock up on my side If he try to run, clap him in the leg, lil' nigga drop Bitch, I'm in the sun, bitch, I'm in Lamborghini, keep on talkin' 'Cause bitch, I'm in the sun Bitch, I'll throw a bullet out there, hit you in your fuckin' face And that bitch got switch up on the Glock Hit him in the K, that bitch got blicked, hit him in his face (ah, ah) She suck the dick, just go crazy Bitch, I'm in a Lamb', he keep on talkin', hit him in the mouth Bitch, I got a Draco up on this shit, 50 round the glick Hit him in the face, now lil' bruh, he a fuckin' bitch 100 round, hit him with the Glock, we never been took down 100 round, hit him with the Glock, we gon' take him down Bitch, she wanna suck the dick Bitch, I'm from the west side Not from east side, lil' bitch, I'm from the west Pussy boy, he tryna play, hit him with the fuckin' Drac' That bitch got spent up on his day Bitch, I'm 345, lil' baby If she ain't suckin' dick, lil' bitch, you can get the fuck up out my shit 100 round, hit him with the Glock, take a fucker down 100 round, bitch, we hittin' that kill, we gon' take him down 12 get behind me, we gon' do 60 fuckin' miles, yeah

That piano came in hard asf

Bossman Dlow or Baby Kia would go on dis beat ngl

Guys don’t STOP THE BEAT

free for profit?

beat sucks

BLESS

The first one was a diss on the six-year-old that six-year-old that made that song about you but yeah, let me know if you go hard or not. I got rap on his paper.

We’re not coming when they see me back I don’t play but I get them back to home track and your homeless hit them back back. I’m gonna get them up and hit them. Mama hit them in his track. He get them up. I’m hit hit up back I mean when you real fakeyou fake like a whole chain I get it back like a whole chain. You fake like your chain like a whole bag I’m telling what’s up like a whole thing then you want to play my dog do you wanna mess with my dog? Don’t be messing with come back you don’t know what I’m doing, man do not mess with Archie. Do not mess with Rigo hit you with your face like a.

You wanna hear my rap of your beat

why does this sound so familiar to another song i just cant think of the name

..vocals removed..beat sounds flushed out and underwater...

Bro I fw ya beats especially the Dangerous love beat please do that one again but not where I can tell YB rapping..Much Love tho🖤

(catcabmuud)bodywash12(16)

Tuff

Hey, Chris, I don't want no issues, bruh I don't want no smoke, I don't wanna fight you I don't wanna do nothin', bruh Like, please, bruh 😂😂😂😂

Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with me? Who want smoke with C? Who want Who want smoke with me? Who want [Verse: Chris Brown] Okay, let's get down to the facts, pu**y, I'm dripped in red Don't let this R&B sh!t fool you, n!ggas get ripped to shreds Quavo talking like he a thug, n!gga, you a b!tch with dreads Can't wait to see the day that you back up all that sh!t you said What's all that boss sh!t you talking? You ain't no huncho, n!gga You the weakest link outta yo' clique, let's keep it a hundo, n!gga You f**ked my ex-ho, that's cool, I don't give no f**k, lil n!gga 'Cause I f**ked yo' ex when you were still with her B!tch, I'm up, lil n!gga They say revenge is sweet, now think about that sh!t Don't let that line go over your head I might just sing about that sh!t I had her fiending 'bout that d!ck There's something sweet about that sh!t I got some tea up out that b!tch But I ain't go speak about that sh!t I ain't playing chess with a checker player I'm a ticking bomb on the detonator I sh!t on n!ggas, I'm a defacator I put a Migo on a ventilator Stop talking 'bout beating girls You was beating b!tches on the elevator We seen the tapes, that's devastating You doing bad, you a b!tch, and yo' music trash Fashion week, they sat me next to yo' lame ass I was truly mad All I kept thinking 'bout was breaking yo' face But I gave you a pass You lucky I ain't wanna f**k the money up Boy, I woulda broke you in half Quit trying to be tough, you ain't like that Why you keep showing off? Quit talking 'bout drugs, you the only pack that I been smoking on I just hit my plug, told him, "Come back, I'ma need more than one" Yo' last album was a weed tray, just some bullsh!t that we roll up on You know it's on Put you to bed Night, night, that's Sudafed Show me that I'm tender, b!tch, time to prove what you just said R.I.P. Takeoff, he the only real one, I got true respect Crazy how when he died Everybody really wished it was you instead (Oh sh!t!) You tripping, Chris, don't say that, don't lose your head You done turned the big bad wolf on These f**k n!ggas never knew revenge This what happens when a f**k n!gga push a real n!gga out to the edge This what happens when a dumb n!gga get fame and it get to his head You gone kiss this ring, n!gga Big "f**k you" from my middle finger I tattoo my trigger finger Bring real beef to yo' dinner table My mental state ain't ever stable I know this sh!t gone sting, n!gga I'll run yo' as* through the wringer, n!gga You just got bodied by a singing n!gga B!tch Read more at: www.lyricsrolls.com/weakest-link-lyrics-chris-brown.html

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Everybody recreating their own versions of this same beat, but yo, I believe you nailed this one.

best one

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Jejejwuu❤

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the clean version of the song lol

DAME THE BASS

2nd

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Slayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy