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Bro how did you make that staccato sound im tryna remake it and i got everything but that 😭

Devo dare più gas siete fake mica uomini Affondo il pedale contagiri arriva a 12 Sono il real one non mi cloni con dei codci Mettetevi al riparo tra poco piovono colpi Faccio un haedshot questi fake sono comici Spin nel tuo block pullappiamo con elicotteri Ci prendiamo tutto. L obbiettivi èessere iconici Se a questo lo tocchiamo chiama le forze dell ordine Entro nel game no cap questi fake broke ass sono enemy quindi meglio non parlo Ho detto stop playn no friend venti k sul black quindi credimi qua non stiamo giocando Ho troppi pensieri per la testa che mi inseguono Perchè mi devo prendere tutto quello che merito Resto ancora in zona qua non prende mai il telefono Lei vuole una ricarica che gli è finito il credito

Wild how none of these official headshot beat video is the same beat as the song

Vi har väntat nu tillräckligt länge för o vänta och se vad som händer. Offensiven är nu i våra händer, ni ska känna och se hur det bränner. Sitt ner, lyssna, fokusera dessa rader är från oss till åt er. No mercy will be shown, det bara facts, med mer, med mer och med mer. Vad e tanken att vi ska börja? Kanske det faktum att ni luktar bajs. Har ni någonsin provat att duscha. Kanske ni borde ta vår advice. Schampo? Nerver heard of her, thats why your head is full with lice. coincidence u aint got bitchez? im not gonna say it twice Nervös av mina verser? Fick A i poesi Redo att skapa drama, klass mot klass yeah you and me. Kommer alltid att vara topp G, startklar till skillnad från er. Hold up inte färdig än you know det kommer mer. Tittar ner under mina J’s, ni inget mer än smuts och lera. Vi tar saken i våra händer, straight A’s vi kommer briljera. Jag har en riktigt viktigt fråga, något jag länge länge funderat. Om mäter erat iq, blir det ens tresiffrigt adderat? Your class is really skank/whack it aint got drip it aint got souce. You know ur geting burned you aint got ice you aint got balls. You know u Better call Saul, 3rd degree burns aint worth no saving Were international, languages, we do be changing Era klassrum e så ghetto, det mer lök än hela Zup burger. Ta åt er av mina bars, killstreak straight up cold blood murder Vi vet det inte blir en comback, vi vet, ni inte vågar chansa. Men vågar ni plocka upp micken vi här, vi redo att dansa. Vi är 20NAA, tre år still going hot. I got you in my sights, to late its a killshot. Vi vet att de som förlorar de glöms bort ja dom försvinner. Kan själv inte relatera för vi vet, vi e dom som vinner

did fresco trey use that first loop on his song 'same' ?

not official instrumental but it’s pretty good

BRO THE DRILL PART GOES SO HARD 1:21 THOSE 808s AND SNARES

We killed it bro!

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you too crazy istg

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Killed it bro

haard!

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How did you got the original instrumental?

Idk why I can hear Fivio voice 😅😅

Royalty free

Royalty free??

Royalty free???

Royalty free???

Royalty free??

Royalty free???

are these royalty free bro?

Just made a fire beat with the first loop!🔥🔥🔥

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too hard🔥🔥

Bet my recent post will make I hop yo head 🔥🔥

I'm the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet or snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin' Hell yeah, hollows 'bout to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with some niggas I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good

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I'm the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet or snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin' Hell yeah, hollows 'bout to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with some niggas I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good I feel like the man of the hour (I do) This gun on me (gun on me), I'm demandin' the power He never talk to my face (nah), your man is a coward (ayy, uh, uh) Go looking for him every hour, uh I remember nights in the tower (I do) She suckin' my dick out the shower Tell her be quiet, she told me fuck her even louder (ayy, ayy, uh) Paid now (paid now), feet up (feet up) All of your sneakers is beat up (they are) Percocet (Percocet), geek up (geek up) We see the police and we speed up Uh, yeah, look, they try to catch us and link us (they tryna catch us and link us) Uh, yeah, they tryna find us (they tryna find us) but they don't know where to meet us She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (she do) She get extra freaky off the liquor, uh She told us that she got a man So we extra sneaky when I'm with her She a lil' bad broad (huh) She wanna go mad far Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car, uh Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet in the game Put respect on my name No security, I flex with gang I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field dumb Couple niggas disrespected, we done killed them Keep a shooter, they don't see he my lil' one 30 shots, we ain't into using lil' guns Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb Headshot, all black he don't feel nothin' Couple hollows to his back, we done filled 'em Headshot, or a life long sentence What you need for them to label you a real one

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The 🐐’s are back

Am the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin I remember rain, sleet o snow, I was hustlin Know the fed watchin, middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin with Opps send a message, grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin Hell yeah, hollows bot to chew some Doubement Maditout the field with some niggas I was thuggin with We'll send some shots through they crowd it was huddlin' I'm the type to leave in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need this Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her life with a Backwood Middle of the treshes, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walkdown on him, make the glass with brosmood (hey) I feel like the man of the hour (I do) This gun on me(nah) He never talk to my face (yea), your man is a coward Go looking for him every hour, uh I remember nights in the tower (I do) She suckin' my dick out the shower Tell her be quiet, she told me fuck her even louder (ayy, ayy, uh) Paid now (paid now), feet up (feet up) All of your sneakers is beat up (they are) Percocet (Percocet), geek up (geek up) We see the police and we speed up Uh, yeah, look, they try to catch us and link us (they tryna catch us and link us) Uh, yeah, they tryna find us but they don't know where to meet us She wanna chill with me and all my niggas She get extra freaky off the liquor, uh She told about she got a man So we extra sneaky in my pickup She was a lil bad broad (huh) Icebro wanna go mad far Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car, uh Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet in the game Put respect on my name No security, I flex with gang I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field dumb Couple niggas disrespected, we done killed them Keep a shooter, they don't see he my lil' one 30 shots, we ain't into using lil' guns Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb Headshot, all black he don't feel nothin' Couple hollows to his back, we done filled 'em Headshot, or a life long sentence What you need for them to label you a real one

Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet' in the game, put respect on my name No security, I'm flexin' with gang, I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all of my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field, dumb Couple niggas disrespectin', we done killed them Keep a shooter, they won't see, he my lil' one Thirty shots, we ain't into usin' lil' guns Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some Put the glizzy to your melon, make you feel dumb Headshot, all black, he won't feel nothin' Couple hollows to his back, we done filled him Headshot or a lifelong sentence, what you need for them to label you a real one

So cool that fivio gets his own drill beat included in the song

I'm the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet or snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin' Hell yeah, hollows 'bout to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with some niggas I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good I feel like the man of the hour (I do) This gun on me (gun on me), I'm demandin' the power He never talk to my face (nah), your man is a coward (ayy, uh, uh) Go looking for him every hour, uh I remember nights in the tower (I do) She suckin' my dick out the shower Tell her be quiet, she told me fuck her even louder (ayy, ayy, uh) Paid now (paid now), feet up (feet up) All of your sneakers is beat up (they are) Percocet (Percocet), geek up (geek up) We see the police and we speed up Uh, yeah, look, they try to catch us and link us (they tryna catch us and link us) Uh, yeah, they tryna find us (they tryna find us) but they don't know where to meet us She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (she do) She get extra freaky off the liquor, uh She told us that she got a man So we extra sneaky when I'm with her She a lil' bad broad (huh) She wanna go mad far Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car, uh Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet in the game Put respect on my name No security, I flex with gang I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field dumb Couple niggas disrespected, we done killed them Keep a shooter, they don't see he my lil' one 30 shots, we ain't into using lil' guns Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb Headshot, all black he don't feel nothin' Couple hollows to his back, we done filled 'em Headshot, or a life long sentence What you need for them to label you a real one

thats hard af 🔥🔥🔥

Hard!

Masterpiece 🔥🔥💯

I'm the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet or snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin' Hell yeah, hollows 'bout to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with some niggas I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good I feel like the man of the hour (I do) This gun on me (gun on me), I'm demandin' the power He never talk to my face (nah), your man is a coward (ayy, uh, uh) Go looking for him every hour, uh I remember nights in the tower (I do) She suckin' my dick out the shower Tell her be quiet, she told me fuck her even louder (ayy, ayy, uh) Paid now (paid now), feet up (feet up) All of your sneakers is beat up (they are) Percocet (Percocet), geek up (geek up) We see the police and we speed up Uh, yeah, look, they try to catch us and link us (they tryna catch us and link us) Uh, yeah, they tryna find us (they tryna find us) but they don't know where to meet us She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (she do) She get extra freaky off the liquor, uh She told us that she got a man So we extra sneaky when I'm with her She a lil' bad broad (huh) She wanna go mad far Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car, uh Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet in the game Put respect on my name No security, I flex with gang I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field dumb Couple niggas disrespected, we done killed them Keep a shooter, they don't see he my lil' one 30 shots, we ain't into using lil' guns Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb Headshot, all black he don't feel nothin' Couple hollows to his back, we done filled 'em Headshot, or a life long sentence What you need for them to label you a real one

I'm the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet or snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin' Hell yeah, hollows 'bout to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with some niggas I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good I feel like the man of the hour (I do) This gun on me (gun on me), I'm demandin' the power He never talk to my face (nah), your man is a coward (ayy, uh, uh) Go looking for him every hour, uh I remember nights in the tower (I do) She suckin' my dick out the shower Tell her be quiet, she told me fuck her even louder (ayy, ayy, uh) Paid now (paid now), feet up (feet up) All of your sneakers is beat up (they are) Percocet (Percocet), geek up (geek up) We see the police and we speed up Uh, yeah, look, they try to catch us and link us (they tryna catch us and link us) Uh, yeah, they tryna find us (they tryna find us) but they don't know where to meet us She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (she do) She get extra freaky off the liquor, uh She told us that she got a man So we extra sneaky when I'm with her She a lil' bad broad (huh) She wanna go mad far Fivio Foreign in a fast car I'm in a fast car, uh Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain Tryna go out like a vet in the game Put respect on my name No security, I flex with gang I'm a real one Reminiscin' about all my decisions Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field dumb Couple niggas disrespected, we done killed them Keep a shooter, they don't see he my lil' one 30 shots, we ain't into using lil' guns Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some Put the glizzy to your melon make you feel dumb Headshot, all black he don't feel nothin' Couple hollows to his back, we done filled 'em Headshot, or a life long sentence What you need for them to label you a real one

Bordeaux and Non Native I'm the one tried to make a way when we was strugglin' I remember rain, sleet or snow, I was hustlin' Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga I ain't tusslin' Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it Had the undertaker at your tombstone shovelin' Hell yeah, hollows 'bout to chew 'em like some Doublemint Made it out the field with some niggas I was thuggin' with We'll send some shots through they crowd while they huddlin' I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it Tryna make a flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan Old bitch is trippin', cut her off like a Backwood Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood Killers anonymous, black mask and black hoods Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good

That’s crazy how the actual instrumental has less views than the remake😭🔥🔥

Did you make the sample or the drums?

Big flex 101 Slide up next

Yall have really came a long way

The slides on the drill sound weird but fire beat