js found this is this beat free for non profit or na?
@CallMeJohnnyАй бұрын
@@ShiftGaming209 no its not. dm me on instagram @callmejohnnny if any questions
@TheShadoman14Ай бұрын
Frfr a hidden gem nobody know about
@bxyve7754Ай бұрын
Why this fire asfkk??
@EatYoVitaminsАй бұрын
What song yu sampling wit this beat ?
@Tripdawg-o8b2 ай бұрын
Loved by few hated by most but we're respected by all. Damu Love soowoop
@Satirojroliveira2 ай бұрын
Eu tenho armas dentro da mansao Tenho um pingente de ouro no meu cordao Eles falam falam e n sao Tudo q eu consiguir na vida eles invejarao Entao só levante as mao bota na cabeça Ar
This is a hard song they need a video for this I kno ninjas n jail but man they need a west coast award
@zaytovz2 ай бұрын
So fire.. glad i glad i found the instrumental from the originator 🔥🔥
@dennismakaveli72 ай бұрын
This is similar to when 2pac and Biggie was beefin' but it's Kendrick and Drake❤
@dennismakaveli72 ай бұрын
This actually a good beat 2 dance to Get it Kdot😂🔥
@Fwtix3 ай бұрын
Can you make the 1738 freestyle beat??
@irantcuzican3 ай бұрын
i be dissin koofy with this beat
@PuertoRicoforever3 ай бұрын
L
@Foewayyzo4232 ай бұрын
Wtf u mean L
@luldraxo86403 ай бұрын
⛽️
@999petterson43 ай бұрын
quente de mais
@Your_average_guy4513 ай бұрын
WE BELIEVING OUR SOUL WITH THIS ONE🗣️🔥🔥🔥🔥 (If you don’t get it the sample for this song is i believe to my soul)
@Just-A-Guy-Chillin3 ай бұрын
Psst, I see dead people (Mustard on the beat, hoe) Ayy, Mustard on the beat, hoe Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some hoe in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga? I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin' What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go The audience not dumb Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake, they're not slow Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch And you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin' Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin' You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on He fuck around, get polished Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy Sweet Chin Music, and I won't pass the aux, ayy How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?) Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) 21 gave you false street cred Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?) Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?) 2 Chainz say you good, but he lied You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer The family matter, and the truth of the matter It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Mm Mm-mm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm) He a fan, he a fan, he a- Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Let me hear you say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe) Say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe) Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way Are you my friend? Are we locked in? Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way
@JayFp09123 ай бұрын
nice dawg came from a 17 year old video
@MrBriandrifter3 ай бұрын
Ayy, Mustard on the beat, hoe Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some hoe in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga? I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin' What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go The audience not dumb Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake, they're not slow Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch And you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin' Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin' You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Might write this for the docket, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Fuck a caption, want action, no accident, and I'm hands-on He fuck around, get polished Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy Sweet Chin Music, and I won't pass the aux, ayy How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy They not like us, they not like us, they not like us They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game The settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge You called Future when you didn't see the club (ayy, what?) Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) 21 gave you false street cred Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?) Quavo said you can be from Northside (what?) 2 Chainz say you good, but he lied You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer The family matter, and the truth of the matter It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Mm Mm-mm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm) He a fan, he a fan, he a- Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Let me hear you say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe) Say, "OV-hoe" (OV-hoe) Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way Are you my friend? Are we locked in? Then step this way, step that way Then step this way, step that way
@YourYoungGDYter3 ай бұрын
are you yin or yang (black or white) bro
@MrBriandrifter3 ай бұрын
@@YourYoungGDYter bbldrizzy
@AlvinHo-lj7ts4 ай бұрын
Psst, i see dead people. (Start a chain in the comments)
@AJfire02033 ай бұрын
Mustard on the beat hoe
@DisassemblyEditz4203 ай бұрын
Debo any rap, Nia he a free throw
@AJfire02033 ай бұрын
@@DisassemblyEditz420 man down call the amber lamps tell him breathe bro.
@AJfire02033 ай бұрын
Nail I nigga to the cross he walk around like tezo
@TheMonkBeatsOne4 ай бұрын
You went crazy on this beat bro,great work
@rickandmortyfan6494 ай бұрын
just started a sound cloud. First album's gonna use this in a track
@mcs08234 ай бұрын
Matthewedits
@Kosacaski-Creative-Studio4 ай бұрын
10/10 song of the year
@bobbymfnmercer71614 ай бұрын
were can i purchase dis beat
@CallMeJohnny4 ай бұрын
@@bobbymfnmercer7161 dm me on instagram @callmejohnnny
@bobbymfnmercer71614 ай бұрын
@@CallMeJohnny checc yo inbox
@Oooooo-sc5mo4 ай бұрын
Psst, I see dead people (Mustard on the beat, hoe) Ayy, Mustard on the beat, hoe Deebo, any rap nigga, he a free throw Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton? The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Walk him down, whole time I know he got some hoe in him Pole on him, extort shit, bully, Death Row on him Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young You better not ever go to cell block one To any bitch that talk to him and they in love Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose now And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired? Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A-Minor
@Julian-bp7dd4 ай бұрын
🔥🔥
@bandzboyz33314 ай бұрын
You went crazy on this beat family
@uomoferragamo4 ай бұрын
🔥🔥
@Nifftythequeen4 ай бұрын
0:00 i like the dooo do do do do dooo do do do part
@Captainsd85364 ай бұрын
🔥🔥🔥🔥🐐
@prod.grandave16984 ай бұрын
Repost this but without video like this just a pic and it’ll get more views gang trust