Madlib bro

My fav producer of all time. I still discover songs he produced to this day. The man was fucking killing it from 2009-2012. And he changed the sound of hiphop for the years that came after

Crazy how young lex was during this time

Favorite producer of all time man since 2009 2010

This is Madlib if I'm not mistaken.

Beat STILL fire. Lex is the gof of this trap shit.

Everybody has already said it but.. madlib beat brother

damn beat so hard in 2022

respect lex luger he change the game

I love this beat still 10+years l8r stilll m fav beat since I was a kid

Legendary

Ou gen kanaval kriz 2004?

Lex has no idea he spawned a entire generation of producers. He is truly one of best producers ever. there is some thing truly special with this beat idk what it is. the kick fucking KNOCKS

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

2021

Changed the game

This isn’t FlyingLotus

Se kounya ki gen zam nan ghetto ak phtk nan pouvwa

The only reason why I make beats its becasue of him 🔥🔥🔥

Madlib bro

uh, trap rap of 2013+ don't exist without this

This is madlib beat.... although Curren$y had it first.

Blame, blame, whose dat with you again? (The ride, the ride) Yes black, where's my jewels at? (Uptown, uptown, uptown, uptown...) Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now Underground hip-hop yo This one's a gangsta tune, whassup Fosha? I'ma send this one out to all the refugee gangs around the world Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the driveby's It was the Fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb bang Stay in the house that's the sound of the gangs, Clef By the time we figured out what happened I was in an ambulance tellin my cousin keep breathing Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite (but that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! That cemetery gear (California, California) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood True, true, yo Hollywood got a lot of kids twisted Jumpin in and out of limo's thinkin is his ass really gifted The only gift y'all possess is workin with the triple six's Y'all disguise yourself with bandanas and diamond necklaces Mosta y'all can't even go back to the hood where y'all grew up Actin like y'all drink alcohol and all y'all do is throw up Talk about when y'all blow up y'all gonna visit the project floors But the last time they saw y'all was 1984 Now y'all wonder, why they got all hoodies screamin "freeze" Get out the navigator, Godfather III's in the DVD They hoppin, they take your car for a spin It's cold outside so all you feel is the wind There's no celly phone, so you can't phone home Oh lord, here come those criminals Maleeg & Jerome ("Yo, who you know here, you got family over here?") He a rap artist ("I don't care, he got the wrong colours over here, no fear") Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song I'm surprised, cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone And come to find out that you never held a chrome And you escaped the draft and never bust a shot in Vietnam Now you standin in the form amongst the children of the corn Like the Sun of Man stood with a crown made of thorns The only difference is for you there'll be no resurrection Cause it's a traffic jam, they got you locked up in a intersection Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite (but that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours) That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood Yo, Hollywood has half-man be hollow to you How could you have slipped through while I was detecting the trick that's in you Pretending you pitbull, when really your candy-ass is poodle We wouldn't of hit you, hammers have already been cocked and cleaned, yo, it was who? It's click-up, click-up, north cackus, commence to stick up That's what's within us, cack and lack, clap, buck killers quicker Stick up the forest misters then head up to chickens with 'em Adrenaline's givin, when I riff with the fifth to your chin-in You never knew bout how we play these innings But you about to play the commission Waves are spinning, I'm out the glaze I'm sh... ing The real is missing but the fraud is evident ever so clear, but you got the nerd to come around here with pounds of fear Your colours wrong you must rock edible dons with that huh? Damn Paul, what's that huh? Let me get that, with the quick snatch If it's a little man in you then I better put the trick back And if it's anything killers is fearing, I know my clit stacked for realer Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite (but that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours) That cemetery gear (Detroit, Detroit) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood Tell the FBI that I won't be home tonight Tell the Secret Service I won't be home tonight

Madlib made this beat...

this vid was my introduction to curren$y

The melody of the bird part sounds so nice

Egare tar

Upload Mizik Mizik Kanaval 2005 sweet Micky Kanaval 2005 dezirab Kanaval 2005

Respe

Soulja boy killed this beat

BLING BLING LOL !!!

what curren$y song is that in the beginning?

tupac diss

lex luger is best

this n'est fore ever

Wat instrument is that 5:25

Patricia carli "demain tu te marie"

nigga was gettin all into it lmao, 4:45

4:42 that shit was nice

where can I get the original beat? ... the net is full of remakes

Song is called "Can you smell it?" by Rod N. Kuchi

arrêt, arrêt, ne me touche pas, love that frenchie stylish :) best singer ever :)

What kind of trumpet sound is that?

Ohh now I see why they dont like Clef!

genius I think

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2 hard disc 2 different issue. 1st trouble disc boot failure, 2nd hardship xp launching doesn't

This sounds more like a Madlib beat than a Flylo beat.

Bringing in 2015 Grinding. This nigga my inspiration frfr. Fuck yall and how yall feel.

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