Lay my hard head, on this Empty bed She boy you cold like yo heart gon dead Hickies on my neck, she rub my chest while i flex I knew dat was HIM first time i had sex Time is a gift thats why we call it present I aint speaking bout no dead unless my pockets president

Trucha somos criminales lokotes tijuaneros del 664 al 1904 poniendo el jale vayanse a la vrg todos esos ptos que sean nuestros rivales en Tijuas y sus pinches calles jalamos como comon los grandes traficantes gangsters matones que nos vale madre kdc la clica dispuestos y puestos para matarte pasate de vrgs por mí cuenta corre que vamos a desterrarte somos cabrones somos más chingónes que los kamikazes la gran operación Tijuana........

Fuck chomos

What do you see in the hood I see snitches everywhere What do you see in the hood I see hustlers everywhere What do you see in the hood I I see creoles ncos And dirty hoes Damn I’m Trapped in the game Homies get caught wanna mention my name Thought was my killa thought you was my dawg Who would ever thought u talked to the laws Pulled over high speed and reckless driving Left the P went straight fort Jackson , then fort sill Then fort hood Did what I want never what I what I could , This one’s dedicated to all my soilders Got kicked to the curb for doing what they told us Send me to war I ain’t scared to go I’ll be the number one man fuck my Nco Born in the hood so I was ready fasho Everybody shady , hoes wanna play me , why every random bitch wanna have my baby , no cap fuck rap run that shit back What do I see in the hood I see crooked Police Crooked MPs Crooked CID , wanna send me to prison on federal charges I need a lawyer but I ain’t talking regardless , I’m salute the the first Mexican general Cavazos Unsolved murders , shooting everyday , people wanna talk in the motor pool they hang , I don’t give a dang what the fuck they say , missing soilders found dead everyday , still think bow are heads as. We pray it’s all good they took me out the hood , but now I’m stuck they trapped me in fort hood , What do I see in the hood

how much for this beat

17 years since I last listened to this, and I never really took the time actually appreciate the 5 sounds used in harmony to create such a distinct sound that you and I just look as “music homes”

Nice👌👌👌👌

0 to 100 real quick Make it make sense straight from the mf dome no pen no paper. All I do is chase the mf paper and data the bag . Yo Mimi c on da beat don’t fuck around with me I ain’t trynna deal with the drama u fucking llama. Everything everything is one me so u know I stay on fleek a lot of haters wanna talk about me . I be like yo stfu I’m trynna spit some flow and u already know. Chilling in bg with my homie g .. getting higher then a mf kite u know data alright aslong as I don’t die. Rip to Ricky c and miro rest in paradise ya was real, firme, always kept it 100 . Dearly missed . Don’t make sad cuz u know I’m just trynna chase the bag yo I ain’t chasing no mf hoe. And that’s fo sho u know how I do it doe, bros before hoes. I done said bro. And this fool talking boy a relationship, I be like boy crazy going stupid crazy first of all these females making me go insane I might lose mf brains. And no I ain’t no mf lame so stay tf out my way stay in yo lane .. and yes I cuz a lot but idgaf don’t be sad boy. Polk county turnt me heartless and cold hearted .

0 to 100 real quick Make it make sense straight from the mf dome no pen no paper. All I do is chase the mf paper and data the bag . Yo Mimi c on da beat don’t fuck around with me I ain’t trynna deal with the drama u fucking llama. Everything everything is one me so u know I stay on fleek a lot of haters wanna talk about me . I be like yo stfu I’m trynna spit some flow and u already know. Chilling in bg with my homie g .. getting higher then a mf kite u know data alright aslong as I don’t die. Rip to Ricky c and miro rest in paradise ya was real, firme, always kept it 100 . Dearly missed . Don’t make sad cuz u know I’m just trynna chase the bag yo I ain’t chasing no mf hoe. And that’s fo sho u know how I do it doe, bros before hoes. I done said bro. And this fool talking boy a relationship, I be like boy crazy going stupid crazy first of all these females making me go insane I might lose mf brains. And no I ain’t no mf lame so stay tf out my way stay in yo lane .. and yes I cuz a lot but idgaf don’t be sad boy. Polk county turnt me heartless and cold hearted .

Do you know when an instrumental is it means it has no singing

Masterpiece

Gwq

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I was 14 when homie showed me.$Omaha,Ne

To use this beat I would have to clear the sample and get a license 😂

Ezup hoes down im turned up in my town

4 am in his room putting pen to the pad speaking all about his problems and the shit from the past how he turned out like his father facing time in the max or how he took after his mother always sad popping tabs

Had the toys with no batteries in a hood full of casualties thinking how is this happening speakers banging and rattling poker games and with the family niggas switching and tattling thinking why is you mad at me I broke bread with you casually

0:14 love the switchhh

2:00 best part

Wish it had all the beat

this would pop off at a party 👍 👌

Badass

Me gustaría oír más oldies en esta modalidad

Hey I like your beats i am a rapper and im looking for a producer to help me with beats I like this beat i was wondering if I could use it for a song that I have

4:30

Da baby all over this 🍼

One, two, buckle that fool He's fuckin' with me if he's fuckin' with you Hillwood to my bones, to my chromosomes Got two .44s, so I'm not home alone Push a pencil like a stone on a Saturday night I choke a hoe from my tow like I'm grabbin' the mic They bought me a used dirt bike A year later it was used to serve white Ghetto bird on top of us punk ass officers Mad 'cause my closet full of guns and nauticas Rockin' up duckies for fiends and junkies Got more cheese than Chuckies and get my weed from ugly's It's all lovely, just bought a pitbull puppy That's guaranteed to make me a shit full of money Man I just couldn't study in school, I was nervous So I left, I can't even write in cursive What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere And I'm goin' live, liver than the rest I told my mom while I'm locked take it as a test Up in Garza west smokin' on a skinny square Three more and I believe I can get me there I'll be home soon, I promise that I be trippin' 'cause now they say my daughter rap Seven years old (I'm eight now, daddy) they say she real cold She my mutherfuckin' life, for real though Lord knows that he got me here for a reason What it is I don't know, but yo' boy breathin' They didn't kill me so now them hoes gotta feel me I been slangin' since I got kicked out of Milby Last ten years been a cold jungle In the streets sellin' dope to my own uncle Born thug they gon' hate me till I'm bagged up I'm my casket I'll probally still be handcuffed What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere I come from the slums, southside Houston Changed to Screwston the day Screw moved on And I miss him, wish I could hug and kiss him He was askin' for help but no one would listen Reminiscin' actin' like a fool at Roxy Jealous niggas lookin' but refuse to box me I don't blame 'em though, I would jump on stage and flow And holla, "Fuck the police and the radio" They can't stop me but certainly them hoes can try I started dope house back when I was smokin' fry In the penn I just wish I had one made I swear to god these hoes hate to see us paid Just made mix-bread with roast beef Got my boy pullin' meat out his gold teeth On the mic I destroy any earth-a-ling My new song called pussy, weed and Burger King What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere

One, two, buckle that fool He's fuckin' with me if he's fuckin' with you Hillwood to my bones, to my chromosomes Got two .44s, so I'm not home alone Push a pencil like a stone on a Saturday night I choke a hoe from my tow like I'm grabbin' the mic They bought me a used dirt bike A year later it was used to serve white Ghetto bird on top of us punk ass officers Mad 'cause my closet full of guns and nauticas Rockin' up duckies for fiends and junkies Got more cheese than Chuckies and get my weed from ugly's It's all lovely, just bought a pitbull puppy That's guaranteed to make me a shit full of money Man I just couldn't study in school, I was nervous So I left, I can't even write in cursive What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere And I'm goin' live, liver than the rest I told my mom while I'm locked take it as a test Up in Garza west smokin' on a skinny square Three more and I believe I can get me there I'll be home soon, I promise that I be trippin' 'cause now they say my daughter rap Seven years old (I'm eight now, daddy) they say she real cold She my mutherfuckin' life, for real though Lord knows that he got me here for a reason What it is I don't know, but yo' boy breathin' They didn't kill me so now them hoes gotta feel me I been slangin' since I got kicked out of Milby Last ten years been a cold jungle In the streets sellin' dope to my own uncle Born thug they gon' hate me till I'm bagged up I'm my casket I'll probally still be handcuffed What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere I come from the slums, southside Houston Changed to Screwston the day Screw moved on And I miss him, wish I could hug and kiss him He was askin' for help but no one would listen Reminiscin' actin' like a fool at Roxy Jealous niggas lookin' but refuse to box me I don't blame 'em though, I would jump on stage and flow And holla, "Fuck the police and the radio" They can't stop me but certainly them hoes can try I started dope house back when I was smokin' fry In the penn I just wish I had one made I swear to god these hoes hate to see us paid Just made mix-bread with roast beef Got my boy pullin' meat out his gold teeth On the mic I destroy any earth-a-ling My new song called pussy, weed and Burger King What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere What do you see in my hood? I see gangstas everywhere, everywhere

Real gangster shit otero county jail Alamogordo New Mexico

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Who made this beat?

I'm here for the Narcorap song from the Gulf Cartel "Soldado Regenerado" by Lirik Dog ft 5050 Flow Malandro

ayo me and me crips hit'up with'em sot em down with a Glock17 and a ak47 we god good they sure the lesson to not with crips ye yeah,"MOTHERFUCKER WE GOT'EM BOY' kiled the sawt pull up yeah sure kill us but u will never kill us.-love SPM R.I.P

ONE... TWO...

This may be a bit off topic but my truck is throwing an oxygen sensor code but it's burning oil which destroyed the catalytic converter. It isn't worth getting those items repaired because of the oil consumption. It has leaky valve guide seals. Irs not a matter of replacing the seals only because the valve guides are worn excessively. It's not worth putting new heads on it because it has a bottom end knock at about 2500 revs you hear it loudly. A little at idle. Anyone here can maybe work on it for a small fee or point me in the right direction I'd appreciate. Thanks guys!

In my hood everything aint all good In my hood still Jammin to hillwood In my hood jus wishin i can make it out My hood is known as the dirty South

There I was locked up in Tarrant county. Wearin dat green jumpsuit da dayroom gettin rowdy. Doe I didn't care I'm writin raps sittin soundly. Stressin in dis bitch mane I'm stressin so profoundly. CO call ma name ay Ruiz you gta visit. Ma momma came too visit me & her we blowin kisses. Got da phone against ma face momma askin bout ma fitness. She sayin Mijo don't forget 2 write yo self wish list. Momma tired sleep deprived from work. I couldn't help for shit mane dat shit would hurt. Puttin her hand against da glass would make it even worse. There I was thinkin 2 myself ain't dis a curse. Prayin to God hopin I'm not involved ina riot. I pray to da lord but its as if he keeps quiet. Doe I still kept ma head up. No matter how much I was fed up. I believed in betta days & now I'm doin betta.

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I remember when this album came out in October 3rd 2006 it was a long line to buy the CD at the music store good memories..

Jesus is king and the devil deceives, Jesus died on the cross I'm thankful for what he did to me. I pray to God please open my eyes so I can see. The whole world is blinded by the devil they think it's cool to stay drunk and stay smoking on relos. Hell is real and it burns forever it burns forever, it's hotter than the sun and you'll never get no rainy weather. The devil wants to take me down, cause I'm saved by the grace of God. Jesus is salvation and the devil he can't take it now. God Bless you all

can i use this as a background music?

Can anyone tell me the instruments used for this song?

SoutH PaRk M3X!C@N

Who thinks SPM is guilty of the crime he's in prison for?

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can this beat be put on all plats?

Bloody love SPM back in the day me n my brothers were robbing and running, with you know my name pumping through me headphones back in 03 04 05 somewhere then. Much love and respect to the SOUTH PARK MEXICAN

Ayeee homie you selling this

Me and my brothers came straight from tha hood, my dad wasn’t there to give us no food. We had to live on our own, raise each other protect each other and back like no one else would, and watch each other’s sides just to make sure we got no rivals on sight. We lived together for a quite long time until one of my brothers got killed on a Murder run and we didn’t know who had done it so we said fuck the hood let’s run it! “Damn we went trough a lot just to be sad in a car lot missing the Brodies” x2 whole year passes me and my twin gone fuck up the scene drinking this lean to make us feel clean but yk how we coming with a Ak-49 to yo head ready to blast it, but who knew it was gone be the other way my Brodie got shot in the head with a .45 Damn “Damn we went through a lot just to be sad in a car lot missing the Brodie’s” x2.... I made this from the top of my head in 1 minute