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God is good

Gnisi gnapaxo bari

Old but gold 🏆

damn

How much for this beat

watch what i do on dis beat😤

Beat had potential but u fucked it

Cmon famo shumur

hard

I flick out the Rambo Splash man in the bando Make sure blood goes out Squeeze like mango I’m tapped like are you mad bro? Kweff all the opps Like I’m back tho We sell like breaking bad yo The guys I stabbed I ain’t going to heaven The rage is no setting I splash him down And I keep kweffing I told him to leave me I ain’t asking I’m telling I’m now warning Before you start regretting We’re the PLG i ain’t messing I kept on stabbing Tho I heard him begging I left his mum sweating Awake all night Knowing her sons just been threatened Like fuck Ronnie Mathews The slag is a sket ting I chinged her boyfriend The day I met him Kweffed the opps With the jetting Panda loo 4 life Like you know I’m brother I blammed him and and his mother I fuck his life make sure to suffer Wanna play big man? I killed your brother I stabbed him once And another I’ll keep kweffing Till I hear a flubber From his lungs My blade made a cutter The Rambo goes like butter I know your lover Make sure starve her Fuck her hunger Now your pussys cant slumber

Scary can i use this?😍

Might as well give fhis go t scam 😂😂🔥🔥🔥

Never been a one for a verbal I ain't really into the talkin', let's go get 'em (Where they at?) Taught that boy a lesson cocked that back and pressed it That's another point Scoreboard needs a mending Made man shake like Nesquik He didn't pack, trust that was the intention Them man pups, we veterans, standard Tired up all these liars And all these guys Thinking that they're on violence Ask them who have they wapped? Who have they splashed? Everyone goes quiet You can ask Gold Line cabs if the gang done mileage Bossman saw that knifin' Now we just pull up on violence No Viagra but I just keep on risin' (Bubush) If I sight that punk he's tired Won't stop 'till I close them eyelids Let me get up, close and personal Trust me I won't stop firin' Empty the clip then load it up Then empty the clip again and again We squeeze first and bang on them More time it's them that need to revenge (They know) No one on, I'll need to attend Ever take an L, I'll go and admit It Bro took an L, went round there next day, hospital got a new victim (Facts) Let's go fishing, let's go drilling One wap in the car, me who's gripping Need more hands to count my chingings And most of them were attempted killings (Splash) Savage known for the double tappin' Cappin', that's what they do when they're rappin' Active, CV's far from average Splash him, whole of my blade, no fraction Madness made man drip like fashion Passion, that's what I do when I'm bangin' Action, lot of them words I'm crashin' Catch him put him on an Evening Standard "Who's that yute? Hey spin that around" I'mma drill that punk again and again (Spin that) Saw it was opps could be an opp, if not, at least they're a friend of a friend Give man all of my bine and all of my knife Can't say we ain't generous men We Squeeze First, ask questions later Why do you think they call us SF Jump in the ride, it's live, can't say that we ain't outside, if I said it I meant it He got drilled, story got remixed Next time I won't stop gleeing Who don't hear might feel it, love that feeling Put him on a paper so everyone can read It Real-life demon, give me a reason and go there again and repeat it (On my life) That's normal, done that boy so awful He got shaved [?]'s mother thought he was immortal Opps get got, that's plural Hit him with the stick like pool balls We ain't been loosin' them man lyin' Before it was amusing now I'm just tired Come on we don't do bootings If it's just music how come police are intrusive, stupid Check the gun crime in Newham Everyone knows we do this (Bubush) Opps and police included Broad day booting's left them clueless They shot at my friend, I shot one of them That's what's called justice Must be high If you thought that there weren't going to be repercussions Everyone knows who done It Don't ask me, best ask them Made him drip like FARFETCH We flag blue, left him red Like blue and red, like Clark Kent If I'm outside and they're outside How come them man ain't dead Common sense, someone's lying it ain't us, must be them (Gaza)

I’m telling bro go rev up the ped to the opp block tryna let off this 3x3 on a back of this ped tryna let of this led them man can’t talk cah they all just flee 44 no creep let it off on sight das gloves on hands das a taped up scene masks on face double tap the machine I got it on my hip tryna blast that beam now shwaty tryna ask man where im from jus told her im a booter bee she way too gassed wanna cee man in central but moretime tryna jus digga like d went round with the skeng it came back on E if the rap goes left manna hit that f dun kno im about them ps touch mine n get sliced my g Uno I cant lack so im always gripping my batch aint inna da fist ting sauced up see all there Brodies dripping was done by t kno he carries the big ting I got bro with the click ting in the back seat he dont roll with a kitchen feds on our tail do a u on a quick ting can’t get nicked jus turnt my opp victim Bored go mains on a bov ting get bored he ain’t moved can’t firm no more he was praying to the lord i was running from the law chest shot head shot now he’s dead on the floor telling bro he can’t give no more he dropped his blick licked wit the sword Scattered all out looking fucked like porn guess dem man dere can’t handle the corn Letting off corn but the corn ain’t sweet can’t go back yet gotta deal wit these neeks all blacked out buss shots on the streets affa rinse that was buy it and repeat

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You still keep getting better!🔥

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we need a beat like PR SAD FMW ‼️‼️‼️‼️

Dis leur meuldor il savent pas j’suis qui La cabine en feu c parti en couille Si tu fais le fou on sera à t trousse J’ai brassé à mort c pas pour laissé tomber pk t tendu C peut-être le glock qui te fais cette effet J’aime pas les TP mais sa fais sou Tout les jours sa s’enfume le veau-cer J’fais gaffe à la santé C nous

Condamné puis libérable on rfait les gains Si on opère on lfait pas en vin I mrelance après avoir testé l’machin

Reupload? Minor 🔥🐐

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Scary made this 🥶🥶🥶

What you know bout 2 hands mashin Like dadadada I’m a pop block savage Like we Spin dan round that standard They still wonder how S turn cabbage No I ain’t no yute I’ll rlly turn package 2 hands slapping, wid gang that’s standard They still wonder how S turn cabbage Could never be me on the opposite block lackin I was up in the church Then up in the masjid even then I weren’t out ere lacking I was 17 tryna bring that Mack in No I weren’t tryna be no has been I was up in the flats wid the cats all night 9 to 5- 5 till 9 Feds try run in the trap on sight had to hide And get rid of them wraps on time U see me yes im oh I’m oh so risky Hustle on the roads like my first name nipsey Like Marj used to call me silly, till she seen that cash in my bedroom Killy I was up in the t wid wid Charlie n Lola dishing out coke n it weren’t no cola in that dusty corsa It was masks n gloves way before that Rona 2019 I was up on that corner Selling crack to a next mans daughter I don’t rap cap I’m a fkin author Like the life I’ve lived been torture They never let me get past the border I was up in the trap tryna stack racks taller I get calls from an unknown caller It’s 2am, im taking that order Fling packs from Gloucester to Yorkshire, from young I been a opp block scorer There weren’t a yute my age tryba sauce up Tryna leave all theit ygs scorched up U don’t know bout 2 hands mashin Carh I was rlly tryna leave man torched up Get on the block n we’re screamin yolo I’m in love with the koko Tryna find opps like Marco Polo Get on the strip n im takin more souls Up in that trap n I whip dat pronto Never knew why they call man NEMO Tryna leave scenes wet like teeko numerous works and the wap latino The waps Latino Numerous gyal from Puerto Rico Tryna leave man green like ceelo It’s always onsight if u onsight Nemo Felt like chapo when I held that kilo Feed nits, get grub then reload I’ll m a opp boy before I kill my ego It was me n p in that black tuxedo Tryna shave man up like chemo Tryna shave man up like chemo Wid this pumpy Mac u don’t get no respawns If the 4 dont buss then the flicks gets redrawn Simon says that the trap need heating Linda says that the pipes dem leaking Fck that tho I’m chasin figures Memba bein so cold in in the trap that evening. If i ying a boy down you can call that a greeting Mum always knew her son was a demon She asked why I leave black yutes bleeding when I got bagged I told her I ain’t mean it

Scary 💀

fire

Cold af

*promosm*

Rrrr💥

promosm

Shiiiiiii

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hard hard 🔥🔥🔥

Ice cold baby :x

Dis needs more attention shi got me hella hyped fr

Colddddddd

first things first I gotta get rich I’m Tryna get more, Oliver Twist I had to turn my losses to wins I Hop in da whip. Quick Won’t stop won’t quit just promise me this, don’t promise me shit load up da blanks go on Shopping trips Im just filling da trolley imma dip real quick Why they hate but my cock they sit on Im honestly shivering im I’m robbin d I’m da hottest Late bight lurkin Opps get dipped I gotta lotta shit to spit, so gimme like 3 minutes I’m honestly lit, Oliver Twist I regret da past sorry I did

Cold asf 🥶

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Real drill beat

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CATCH A C THE BEEF IS FRYING LET ME TURN ON A/C KNIFE WORKS MAD STAB UP STAB UP THEY GS ONE SAY RUN AND ONE SCREAMED OW SMOKIN A PACK CAH HE CHATTED SO LOUD I DONT NO RAP FOR CLOUD O.G MEMBER FROM THA SOUTH [BOW] LEAVE YA HEAD KNOCKED OUT SOUTH SOUTH SOUTH

Vision kill this beat💥💥

haardddd b

Nastyyy

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yeah bro fireeeeeee

I hate the verbal just fuck that back chat Snapchat when i see flesh ill attack that Couldn’t even find my man on the satnav Cos he was burning right in my black ash Pack that If i see souls ima snatch that Where do i stash that Right in my backpack flows so cold that the man can’t match that tell me the loco your grub gets stashed at How many man from your group gon back it hack it Or hop out the ride and slap it Red stained blood all over my jacket closed mans eyes like a fucking bracket Smoking on guys other guys cant hack it all of this bread i be getting is stackless if i roll up a man just know that i packed him wacked him You know we on madness When the hood gets hot An opp gets shot Now he rots in a box They calling the cops We just drenching tops At traffic stops roll round in flocks and smoking your crops got hit with the dots At the local shops Laughed out loud when the kid just dropped civilians shocked Like 1000 watts turned his light right off now his body rotts Rambos 26 inch precise at expensive price For your sacrifice screaming Jesus christ Got chinged 2 times Needed exercise now he’s televised Sick of opp boy lies Buck man in disguise We’re the reason that crime got rised we’re the reason there’s dead sons over the tv spectating all over the skies grabbing and squeezing dottys revealing horrible greetings Opps been screaming Bodies deceasing knife needs greasing i wonder how many my bullets he’s eating gotta rap it in cling cos it just needs sealing opp boys teaming My rams needs cleaning late night creeping horrible beatings pagans under the sheeting 7 shots like Marnie sipping Bacardi all up in the party Grab me a barbie Pedal and pop on the bike no Harley Hit in the artery No Muhammad Ali Late night purging opp boys lurking Aim at my guy but his strap won’t working gun got jammed best know i was smirking Rams inserting Blooded shirting They ain’t riding Or earning Lil deaf man get hit by the birkin These man think they big and strong They ain’t big and strong when i get to inserting Big rambo just twisting and turning Eyes get closed like curtains I can tell that his guts are hurting from all of the blood that’s rapidly spurting

Hard one g🔥💯+1