It aint notti bop type beat💀💀

We smoke on Lotti

Stop running woooo l

Blacked out when I hop out the whip glass get smashed Mkay did dash on the mains when we was on there strip act all bad with ur dead little vid Get one off the guys then we’re back in the ride in there bars they lie give me the drop don’t waste my time spin there block tell me who’s online Claim ur boss tell me who’s on what Got 2 main bosses in a day Smoke this shh man I blow my pain Back out the ramz n aim for ur face Back out the RAMZ don’t get in my way How many just have been chased Mkay got dun he still talks on names Whole time been doing up madness Had off these fkin cappers u ain’t Swang no RAMZ on bandess Keep writing statements Feds want answers HM there well known dancers We lurk there oppblocks n swing sammys Juice get spilt when I back out the ramzy One hand on her thighs I ain’t taking off panties Mkay got chased on the mains Came off the plane bag grub next day Swing that ramzy tramautise aunties hop out whips is intent to k From young my heart aches smoke that spliff to blow ma pain one spliff it lights up my day Stack these notes don’t care abt bae don’t get caught ona lack Ur boss got done they ain’t rid back Man flip these packs n invest in shanks Soon to invest in WAPS Locals hates us I’m not suprised Talk on ma name just go on a glide Give me the drop il come on time swing that bat till it. Smash ur spine Mention ma name n then write statements 7 month wait i swr down I was patient Non stop gliding non stop riding tryna leave man a hospital patient We Had the opps screaming I aint complaining Feds on my case everyday it was draining The opps get bun the opps get dun Talk abt WAPS u ain’t bang no gun Back then went on glides for fun Only 15 ik that im young In school u was learning I was always in isolation Never paid attention in school Cause I found money entertaining Kicked out school I ain’t graduating We score them points we up them ratings Blacked out when I hop out the whip glass get smashed Mkay did dash on the mains when we was on there strip act all bad with ur dead little vid Get one off the guys then we’re back in the ride in there bars they lie give me the drop don’t waste my time spin there block tell me who’s online

300 sample xerses

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link is dead bro

There's no 808

Nice bro imma use this for a song

For me the melody sounds like it got taken out of the movie 300

Intro] Bu-boosh Hey, hey Bu-boosh [Verse 1: Baseman] Tell her drop low, get lit Shawty gon' hold this stick If the feds pull up Better not tell them shit Yeah, you better not tell them shit That trap was baking Still had to go take that trip On the A406 Big wap, can't leave no prints You will never take that risk Verse 2: CB] Northside of that borough Anywhere it goes, I'll tape that road Then head home to my mother Find me in that Gaza gutter If it ain't a spinner then I got my cutter Last year, I won a Golden Boot And this year, I'm tryna get me another [Verse 3: Baseman] Yo CB, why's man tryna make me mad? Ay Bro pulled up, showed his what's in the JD bag Man, I had a dusty ting from Gate I just tell her hold this wap Jakes took most of the gang All now they want take me back [Verse 4: CB & Baseman] If you lack 'round me you're pissed Cah when I come, I ain't playin' no games And it's peak if I squeeze this ting Man I told man already, don't come to the Gates And you know that you better run fast I'll get him from far, got a wicked man aim And when my man dropped We laughed in the block and built that paper plane Verse 5: CB] I swear I took so many trips Last year, I scored so many goals And I ain't gotta rap, yeah, them opp boys know Call me grip reaper, collecting souls Can't sleep on the violation Nah, I weren't raised like that And I ain't into the verbal It's straight corn I ain't taking chat If you slip when we slidin' Then there's a big chance that you won't make it back Don't sit 'round there, we coming Jump out the ride and take off hats [Verse 6: Baseman] Three niggas all dressed in black Just know, I'ma play my part And if I hit this stain, I'ma go give mumsy half Gyal link me in my car She give top then she get lock jaw [Verse 7: CB] She only wanna 'uck me off And I ain't even gotta take off my mask I'm a different breed I pepper these neeks Lord knows I live what I speak I ain't squashing no beef 'til they're all six feet That's the day that I'll live my dreams Verse 8: Baseman] Push weight on scales I had weight on my chest like benches Talk on the big dawg That's you and the casket pending Had smoke in the ride Still out here tryna dodge that sentence Like, brand new wap Man, I fill it with teeth like I'm seeing my dentist [Verse 9: CB] G, I got nuttin' to prove But I'll risk it all and get 'round there Like I ain't got nuttin' to lose Last year, it was grip and shoot The year before, it was sticks and moves Tryna dodge that sentence Reckless, reckless The way that I spilt that juice I'll smoke on your team for fun And smoke man's mum if I'm in the mood [Verse 10: Baseman] Heard he got packed, then I built it Shawty want me, she tripping Talking on Base, that's some bitches Heard he got packs, then I miffed him Movin' like gyal, I can't tell the difference I just want cash, mind my business Snitchin' on gang, hit that witness Straight Gaza business, lard [Verse 11: CB] (Bu-boosh) Let me make one thing clear There's not one man on this earth I fear Anyone can go I really dont care So step on my toes, I'ma step over there Still in the field, it's crackin' Come a long way from blue bandanas Used to be kitchen knives Now it's just Rambo blades and hammers Tryna put niggas in coffins And I ain't stoppin' 'til they're all dead Last time I checked, my blade was red From when I put it in and out man's chest Swear I'm a different breed Your nightmares are my biggest dreams If we get man down, you will not sleep When we got man down, we billed that tweed Bill him up, get high No, the scoreboard does not lie How they talk 'bout gang That week of madness had a man thinkin' "why?" Had a man thinkin' "shit then" "I don't know if I wanna beef these guys" Call me the youngest in charge I'll get man down for the littlest tark [Outro] Bu-boosh Yeah, haha Free the guys though

Crud Muad Hello baby, kilo-kilo kilonshele Omo komole, shake your, shake your bumper baby Muy bonita, señorita, te amo mamacita Hennessy, no tequila, ay caramba, shake up your bunda Hello baby, kilo-kilo kilonshele Omo komole, shake your, shake your bumper baby Muy bonita, señorita, te amo mamacita Hennessy, no tequila, ay caramba, shake up your bunda Baby shark, goo-goo, ga-ga Goin' straight to the top, Mashallah Wanna dick down Steff, Astaghfirullah Would've picked her up but I'm too maga Stephanie, hot like lava, haffi mek, Lady Gaga Take my time and rev, then go faster Took a break, come back ten times harder But hit that plenty, missionary, I hit that gently Bu-buss my ting 'til my whole ting's empty Russ get shelly, so, boy get ready She won't let me go, gyal tip pon toe Then she whine down low Man rise that pole and I let that go Two-step, red Buni, my blood, my bro, yo Rev, rev that ring, ding-ding Ching that, ching, ching, ching Brought the fire and ping Demon time, I can feel the jinn, jinn, jinn Rev that ring, ding-ding Ching that, ching, ching, ching Brought the fire and ping Demon time, I can feel the jinn, jinn, jinn Hello baby, kilo-kilo kilonshele Omo komole, shake your, shake your bumper baby Muy bonita, señorita, te amo mamacita Hennessy, no tequila, ay caramba, shake up your bunda Hello baby, kilo-kilo kilonshele Omo komole, shake your, shake your bumper baby Muy bonita, señorita, te amo mamacita Hennessy, no tequila, ay caramba, shake up your bunda Real life rider, come with my niner Gyal take time, ah, look how she whine, ah Bedroom bully ting, mash up vagina 016, used to trap off a Lyca Killy with the milly get-, she wan' get freaky pon' (sh-shotta) Don't get bun like cigarette (bullet) Man a big shark, you a likkle fish (bullet) Yo, killy with the milly met Izzy She wan' tek willy, get freaky pon' dicky Unruly, cut through with my killys And see me man, big lizzy, no flicky (bullet, bullet) Your man so timid, baby told me why you're still with him? I can't respect them boys, they some gimmicks Selective yutes but they don't admit it Rev, rev that ring, ding-ding Ching that, ching, ching, ching Brought the fire and ping Demon time, I can feel the jinn, jinn, jinn Rev that ring, ding-ding Ching that, ching, ching, ching Brought the fire and ping Demon time, I can feel the jinn, jinn, jinn Hello baby, kilo-kilo kilonshele Omo komole, shake your, shake your bumper baby Muy bonita, señorita, te amo mamacita Hennessy, no tequila, ay caramba, shake up your bunda Hello baby, kilo-kilo kilonshele Omo komole, shake your, shake your bumper baby Muy bonita, señorita, te amo mamacita Hennessy, no tequila, ay caramba, shake up your bunda

Honestly Top 3 drill beats created

Ya ya yaaah 🔥🔥🔥

Dope AF Production Homie..BLOCK!!!. This hits different for sure Swing by my g

Goes fire bro 😤🔥🔥🔥 !!

free for non profit ??

Why this sounds better then the real one lol 🔥🔥🩸

By any chance could u make a instrumental for money on auto by pasto flocco?

i been different

Drill base

I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. Arm extended it, mic that’s bining, Line that grinder, Light that fire. Rise that climate, Find that guy and Sign his life to the highers. Higher powers, bine it showers, Guy that’s chowder Fly not fighting. Rain they diving jiving, Dancing prancing answers final. Hide and seek, Seek and find, Teeth in eyes that neek is blind. Your girl she wind and grind, You cry inside, that’s wine and dying. Turn an emcee to food, eat that goon, I’m finely dining. Jeet your boo, beat that cooch, Mills’s dick your wifeys diet. Brudda that’s facts. I don’t why they chat, I don’t why they cap, I don’t why they this, I don’t why they that, Know why you’re wifeys fat, Cos she been eating dick. Mills imma seasoned prick, Leave em drips, And I Got seasoned spit. You Had a few shots and you feeling dif, Me I drink up and ain’t leaving shit. The streets where I leave your bitch, Dick in her throat got her feeling sick. Could of went yard and saw your ass, But she came back cos she need that shit. I jus came back on a beat, came back like a Re, Come back to your b, and I’m beating it. Meady ting, jeet, skeet, deleting it, Can’t be seen wit it, Your song sound bland lemme season it, Sucker mcees get weak from it. Suckers mcees my kryptonite. You don’t wanna hear me spit tonight, Cos I’ll rip the set, then I’ll rip your guy. Put him in a grave like rip your guy. I made cemetery the other day. And it’s filled with rappers. You man can’t step to the mic, Cos that’s what Mills inhabits. You man won’t live, nah. I kill with damage. I’m so real that I’m real in Spanish, Moltres bars, I spit in Spanish. If I’m being real I wanna chick that’s Spanish. Big that back is, and tits are massive. I been the man, you ain’t shit that’s tragic, Fire in the booth like Dins magic. I’m so dirty, Bin that vanish. I’m so nerdy, Huntail splat him. I’m so nasty, Spite my rap is. Turn man ghastly, Dark I’m packing. Tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck.

I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. Arm extended it, mic that’s bining, Line that grinder, Light that fire. Rise that climate, Find that guy and Sign his life to the highers. Higher powers, bine it showers, Guy that’s chowder Fly not fighting. Rain they diving jiving, Dancing prancing answers final. Hide and seek, Seek and find, Teeth in eyes that neek is blind. Your girl she wind and grind, You cry inside, that’s wine and dying. Turn an emcee to food, eat that goon, I’m finely dining. Jeet your boo, beat that cooch, Mills’s dick your wifeys diet. Brudda that’s facts. I don’t why they chat, I don’t why they cap, I don’t why they this, I don’t why they that, Know why you’re wifeys fat, Cos she been eating dick. Mills imma seasoned prick, Leave em drips, And I Got seasoned spit. You Had a few shots and you feeling dif, Me I drink up and ain’t leaving shit. The streets where I leave your bitch, Dick in her throat got her feeling sick. Could of went yard and saw your ass, But she came back cos she need that shit. I jus came back on a beat, came back like a Re, Come back to your b, and I’m beating it. Meady ting, jeet, skeet, deleting it, Can’t be seen wit it, Your song sound bland lemme season it, Sucker mcees get weak from it. Suckers mcees my kryptonite. You don’t wanna hear me spit tonight, Cos I’ll rip the set, then I’ll rip your guy. Put him in a grave like rip your guy. I made cemetery the other day. And it’s filled with rappers. You man can’t step to the mic, Cos that’s what Mills inhabits. You man won’t live, I kill with damage. I’m so real that I’m real in Spanish, Moltres bars, I can spit in Spanish. If I’m being real I wanna chick that’s Spanish. Big that back is, and tits are massive. I been the man, you ain’t shit that’s tragic, Fire in the booth like Dins magic. I’m so dirty, Bin that vanish. I’m so nerdy, Huntail splat him. I’m so nasty, Spite my rap is. Turn man ghastly, Dark I’m packing.

Arm extended it, mic that’s bining, Line that grinder, Light that fire. Rise that climate, Find that guy and Sign his life to the highers. Higher powers, bine it showers, Guy that’s chowder Fly not fighting. Rain they diving jiving, Dancing prancing answers final. Hide and seek, Seek and find, Teeth in eyes that neek is blind. Your girl she wind and grind, You cry inside, that’s wine and dying. Turn an emcee to food, eat that goon, I’m finely dining. Jeet your boo, beat that cooch, Mills’s dick your wifeys diet. Brudda that’s facts. I don’t why they chat, I don’t why they cap, I don’t why they this, I don’t why they that, Know why you’re wifeys fat, Cos she been eating dick. Mills imma seasoned prick, Leave em drips, And I Got seasoned spit. You Had a few shots and you feeling dif, Me I drink up and ain’t leaving shit. The streets where I leave your bitch, Dick in her throat got her feeling sick. Could of went yard and saw your ass, But she came back cos she need that shit. I jus came back on a beat, came back like a Re, Come back to your b, and I’m beating it. Meady ting, jeet, skeet, deleting it, Can’t be seen wit it, Your song sound bland lemme season it, Sucker mcees get weak from it. Suckers mcees my kryptonite. You don’t wanna hear me spit tonight, Cos I’ll rip the set, then I’ll rip your guy. Put him in a grave like rip your guy. I made cemetery the other day. And it’s filled with rappers. You man can’t step to the mic, Cos that’s what Mills inhabits. You man won’t live, I kill with damage. I’m so real that I’m real in Spanish, Moltres bars, I can spit in Spanish. If I’m being real I wanna chick that’s Spanish. Big that back is, and the tits that’s massive. I’m so dirty, Bin that vanish. I’m so nerdy, Huntail splat him. I’m so nasty, Spite my rap is. Turn man ghastly, Dark I’m packing.

I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. Arm extended it, mic that’s bining, Line that grinder, Light that fire. Rise that climate, Find that guy and Sign his life to the highers. Higher powers, bine it showers, Guy that’s chowder Fly not fighting. Rain they diving jiving, Dancing prancing answers final. Hide and seek, Seek and find, Teeth in eyes that neek is blind. Your girl she wind and grind, You cry inside, that’s wine and dying. Turn an emcee to food, eat that goon, I’m finely dining. Jeet your boo, beat that cooch, Mills’s dick your wifeys diet. I don’t why they chat, I don’t why they cap, I don’t why they this, I don’t why they that, Know why you’re wifeys fat, Cos she been eating dick. Mills imma seasoned prick, Leave em drips, Got seasoned spit. Had a few shots and you feeling dif, I drink up and ain’t leaving shit. The streets where I leave your bitch, Coc in her throat got her feeling sick. Could of went yard and saw your ass, But she came back cos she need that shit.

I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. I got them tripping, Ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Tripping, ohh, Stumbling, ohh, Clumsy cos these mcees suck, They suck. Arm extended it, mic that’s bining, Line that grinder, Light that fire. Rise that climate, Find that guy and Sign his life to the highers. Higher powers, bine it showed, Guy that’s chowder Not fight he’s flying. Rain they diving jiving, Dancing prancing answers final. Hide and hide, Seek and find, Teeth in eyes that neek is blind. Aye. Your girl she wind and grind, You cry inside that’s wine and dying. Turn an emcee to food, eat that goon I’m finely dining.

(Yo, look) I told bro that we're doin' this my way (Let's go) Just fill up the van with waps Now, we got the opp block like a scene from Friday (Get it?) And they said that we got no chill But they ain't got heart, and he still moves sideways (Bitch) Still in the field, gotta move like Diego Onto the CIDs, but it ain't no Ice Age (Get it?) I'm in Central, see me a paigon I jump out of the ride with the local tugs (Ahaha) I hold that up how I hold that bruck It's your boy Ish, well, bro, that's tough (Aw, man) He got touched, and he got touched He escaped death by whisk of luck (Bitch) He got sucked when he got bucked He lost all pills when we took that grub Look, boy bein' bitch (Look, yo)

nasty 😤

'Promo sm' 🌹

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came a long way damn

Suddenly work done 🥰

dis shit is lit key & BPM pls

Damnn g it's been some time u never disappoint 💫

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LINK?

man, link didnt work :((

Hard

Hard

Too much 🔥🔥

Awesome hard drums <3

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Too cold with it ❄️

intro caught me off guard 🔥🔥🔥

crazy one g!

Kyle Richh & Chii Wvttz wouldve had a field day dis jawn 🔥🔥🔥🔥

DM or EMAIL me to buy this Appreciate any support🙏🏾

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Awesome my friend <3