King Von - Crazy Story (Official Instrumental) Real Beat Used in Song Prod. Macfly Beatz

[@3ShotJosh]

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[@3ShotJosh]

@buck from75 glooks ima sub to u

[@needthabag249]

@@3ShotJosh what's your email

[@albertodaniel4333]

I realize it is kind of randomly asking but does anybody know of a good website to watch newly released series online ?

[@kristiansilas8890]

@Alberto Daniel i would suggest FlixZone. Just search on google for it =)

[@binkickinoa495]

That mysterious anthem go hard on this

[@tmpinc.7782]

I've written like 10 songs to this lmao

[@SlikoTalksMoney]

That’s cuz it go too hard I have like 3 bruh

[@braydenoakley-mourish4804]

Post em

[@hankronnie]

Yoo im writing right now. this shit too hard

[@RealAmericanStar]

I made a crazy Christmas Story if you wanna check it out lol

[@TwentyWingsYT]

Funny thing that I'm doing the same thing right now and I Tooka break and came and look at the comments lol 😂 instead of I took a break I put I TOOKA break lol ifykyk

[@Caesar_1415]

This beat go in fr

[@904jit]

damn man ... fly high von 😔.

[@StatsJames]

We need a mashup with Took Her to the O so bad lmao

[@fushionfruitmashups]

I believe I can do that

[@ebby5129]

@@fushionfruitmashups let me know when you post that

[@fushionfruitmashups]

@@ebby5129 I gotcha 😉 I need some time before I do it because I’m playing around mixing other songs before I head into this Von mashup.

[@FNBPLUTO]

@@fushionfruitmashups u done?💀

[@fushionfruitmashups]

@@FNBPLUTO no 💀

[@hadyndelapaz2173]

I'ma let this MAC fly with this one, hold on I said, I'ma let it Aight come on, aight (Von, Von) Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd

[@Nell0Mell0]

Sang that entire shit

[@dboinc]

the beat gas🔥

[@3ShotJosh]

I might rip this beat apart

[@dboinc]

@@3ShotJosh that's gone be lit 💯🔥

[@TheTeixeira26]

Franchement le morceau il m'a éteint pour tout le reste de l'année je suis choquer une tuerie duo de fous

[@GvoJP]

idk if its me but this beat sounds so similar too the stranger things intro

[@pooterthegamer5591]

Lyrics I'ma let this MAC fly with this one, hold on I said, I'ma let it Aight come on, aight (Von, Von) Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd

[@jaycapone1437]

this instrumental go STUPID

[@justsomeguywithabeard9826]

where you from, eff yo whole crew I just screwed the bish that just screwed you Outta all your cash, nothin you can do And I stick around like an effin' tattoo Your flow washed up you the washed up crew Guns in the jeep as we pullin up to you We about to do a sweep as we yellin' out Su Wu And yo future looks bleak cuz we bangin' without truce Suicide attack someone go and get the noose As I hear the beat drop I'm about to go loose Smoke blow out the window, call it summer haze Starin' down the barrel bet that you seen better days Tell me what more can I say, I can kill it all day Speed dialed the coroner, got some bodies for ya Blood on the carpet, death in the beat And I keep it G always like I'm straight up off the street Hustle like I need it, flow is ice cold And I'd tell you that I killed it But we already know And I mean it when I say that's the way the story goes Leave the King in the castle ... Deheaded flows

[@MuteluKamusaki]

The beat so fly like the song.

[@marcos_2117]

Got the call, he say oppas plottin Grap the 44 I say cool Put on oj gloves and bust the fucking door Bend the block Got hit in the top now I’m on the floor Took my watch they was 20 deep And now they minus 10 he

[@sierrabirdsbill1244]

Got a drop on this flexing nigga, he from Tennessee I had a thot, she be with the shit, she told me where he be I said for sure, baby let me know if you wanna eat She like Von, You already know, just put your girl on fleek I'm like, "Cool, I can do that, boo, what, you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo? With a handbag, too? Red or baby blue? She get to smiling she ain't used to this 'cause she ain't used to shit I'm just laughing, coulda been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speeding, coulda been a driver the way I push the whip You a ho, coulda been a bitch the way you throw a fit But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in The Wic But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'im at the store I'm like cool, let 'im front his move, do what he gon' do 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's 6-24 Let me focus, can't be zoning out, he pulling up now He double park, he ain't getting out, he in that push to start That new Porsche, it's built like a horse, colors like the fourth He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she strutting her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffing her butt Now I sneak up crouching like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire Block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on, Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was capping I was lacking, 'cause there go the opps, yelling out: what's cracking? I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga who?" I was born to shoot I got aim, I'm like Johnny Dang when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd Bitch we not from 63rd This the game, put in work

[@yabox]

Stretch gang put in work*

[@litshorts2281]

So we all in here for a crazy story remix ? 😂

[@crescentstar8232]

i cant believe he gone man so fucking young FTW

[@xNervy]

0:07

[@LaZiiAF]

Other instrumental made by someone else got 3.4 million views. And this the original and it don't got that many views lol

[@Ghost2good23]

the other one wasnt even good too

[@xslay7066]

Bro im tryna find the beat for this a story cuz that beat goes hard

[@joncoiro9298]

Feel The Vibe "Crazy Story Remix" I was born, into rapping, but I dont have a gold chain I make it rain, but it's not my goal to make shit that is lame I ain't a disser but I'm tupac when I fuck your click to claim If you dont feel the vibe then may you please walk away This cool flow, just like crazy story, I'm still finding dory just a teen, rapping in my free time, its days of glory I'm like dom, when he hits in the sky the pitchers sorry But it's fine, hit it on a line, the most swag guy alive I'm that guy, wanna get you jumping, I'm like gas I'm pumping Unlike most, modern day rappers I'm actually saying something I know nothing that your saying but I know your saying dumb things Even if I get repetitive I guess I never miss Thank you miss, for my education, now I'm on vacation I'm not satan, but I'm always baking, just like insta pages I'm not crazy and I never will be it's just not my type that's no lie but at the same time it'll also ruin the vibe They wont cry, I'm not shy when it comes down to catching lies Do or die, it comes to that when I try to make a vibe You know rap, would never be the same but know I got the key To try and squeeze, all these rhymes out like the d o double g If you think I stole a beat then look in the description I gave credit and I always meant it when i said we're misfits To the real, rappers and I'm not the greatest one alive But I'll tell you one, thing I'm pretty good at making vibes Just as you thought I'd be done, I got one more verse for you What works for you, is whatever works for me, don't you see I am pleased, for your support, i appreciate you guys Unlike charli when she gets her clout but cries on insta live Try to rhyme, and sometimes I'm not perfect, but I'm still swerving Like 6ix9ine, and a boogie wit da hoodie, I preserving All my songs, if they perish, but I know they'll never die See you guys, it'll be a while, so enjoy this vibe

[@Dedric]

Man delete this lol

[@ShuttingRetroM1N3CR4FT]

This shit wack

[@beefynfn]

It's good you jus gotta know how to rap There's too many words, if I say them all then it's off beat but if you cut certain words outs it's hard asf

[@spikeyrr33]

Bro this is actually good😂

[@C.M.S14567]

Imma use this shit bro do you mind?????

[@PulseParadox]

RIP von man shits crazy

[@akae8045]

Dookie

[@pokemoncollector4658]

I've been beat up, beat down I stand up, my feet down I don't need ground I'm handcuffed to thee clouds, my weed's loud My enemies are finna be scared of how the beat sounds When I lay my vocals feeling hopeful, pretend to be so I seem proud My team's proud, I built a rep Yet somehow I'm real upset When I come down I'm feeling blessed Yet run down and still a mess But I kill beats with no cheats, so I don't need no Belichick The pills I get, I'm chilling yet the same shit could kill me next Your bars worn, you wear 'em out Like a car horn when I air it out I'm hardcore with my artform You start war, and I'll tear it down I'm Pennywise, a scary clown My pen'll rise, it's Derry-bound I write venom, prepared to wow It's a given that I won't share the crown These wack fucks, your track sucks You act up, my snare'll pound I pack bars, so act hard and prepare to be buried now

[@jaiaunnacannon3073]

mans got me dissing people from 63rd and from georigia

[@robertorocha5582]

I went Kanye crazy on this 😮‍💨🔥

[@sbjr]

Damn 2019 it felt like this was released in 2020😂

[@CDXXMOTB]

2023 kzbin.info/www/bejne/l4XSmmhsmt1gpZYsi=lg2Ii6AhS6QeCmLM

[@SqueakyKleen1500]

This nigga got the world not wanna have anything to do with a 6 or 3,🤣😂🎯 #RIPKINGVON

[@youngkc4004]

I was letting lose just a youngin I was walking on my 2s They send a threat we done blow shots thru his roof Loose a tooth I was blessing up the booth Always trapping what’s the price making sure my money right Hit the boost put hands up officer I refuse Make a move equipping these exstendos blow em off the stoop I had dreams I got visions I see me in a Bentley coop Cop the juice hop up in the ride what’s the next move My homie said I’m bored what’s good with you Whatchu tryna do I said I just need some pack I wanna hit the lick But we ain’t have the strap I said fuck it bro let me know the spot If he pull up acting funny ima knock em off top He said meet me at the tp be careful he might just call in opp So we hit em up he said what’s good meet on the street I’d like a zip might take me a min I’m walking on my feet Not to remind you I had this mentality when I was 15 Having dreams doing armed robberies l But that was not the case He tried to over charge us an shit So we printed 100 dollar bill counter fits So his lick he tried to pull we could counter it We waited late night and he hit up my celly If he finds out what we doing I’d put a knife thru his belly So we walked up to the spot get in my stance and I’m ready He gave us the bag he took the cash he went home Saw it was fake started blowing up my phone my homie started shake I hit up big bro that’s a chance Ima take Jimmy rode a bike came thru we went to exit But this a crazy story so what happen is the most un exspected This guy came up outta no where a rifle a weapon There was no choice but to run we had no protection He tried to send us to heaven this gun was blasting I’m running fast zig zagging like you can’t imagine I gotta go home to my family how could I let this happen Buddy had bad aim so the bullets steady passing My life done flashed upon my eyes before I can grasp it I’m running I’m breathing I’m gasping my knees are collapsing Like why the fuck an I Wildin when I should be at home relaxing

[@Nobodyishere100]

Can I use these lyrics in a song?

[@smytwin23]

I’m finna steal dis 😂

[@zzzaddy2008]

@@smytwin23 don’t do him liddat mannee🤣🤣

[@uncletheoneshotkid3001]

i'm a lyrical miracle spiritual individual

[@anavofx]

Vonn🔥

[@get8r]

Didnt chop squad do this or he remixed 3

[@99ToNNi99]

masterpiece

[@Wydsaylx]

Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee I had a thot, she be with the shit, she told me where he be I said for sure, baby let me know if you wanna eat She like, "Von, you already know, just put your girl on fleek" I’m like, "Cool, I can do that, boo, what you want, some shoes?" "Jimmy Choo? With a handbag, too? Red or baby blue?" She get to smilin', she ain't used to this 'cause she ain't used to shit I'm just laughin', coulda been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin', coulda been a driver the way I push the whip You a ho, coulda been a bitch the way you throw a fit But fuck that, right back to the script ’cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now it’s like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in The Wic But he ain't go, but he ain’t that slow, say meet 'em at the store I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon’ do 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new We at the top, yeah we lost a lot​, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's 6-24 Let me focus, can't be zoning out, he pullin' up now He double parked, he ain't getting out, he in that push to start That new Porsche, it's built like a horse, colors like the fourth He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorced, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuppin' her butt Now I sneak up, crouching like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire Block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on, Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lacking, 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga who?" I was born to shoot I got aim, I'm like Johnny Dang when it comes​ to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work

[@Metaphys90s]

I can use and post it on youtube?🔥🔥 without been pursuing

[@3ShotJosh]

you can make a song with it

[@louissgamingchannel2908]

I’ll do a crazy story with this beat 💯💯

[@SaileshBalaji]

did u

[@CDXXMOTB]

kzbin.info/www/bejne/l4XSmmhsmt1gpZYsi=lg2Ii6AhS6QeCmLM

[@pjstaccz]

What instrument is used?

[@bagchasersonly6880]

Free to use?

[@3ShotJosh]

yea

[@Inyoguts69]

Brodie hit me on the phone Told me a nigga acting real bold Put the whip in go , put the petal through the floor Ain’t no nigga gonna take me Only god can make me gone Pistol on my hip to make sure I make it home Ain’t no net beefing I catch his ass when he alone He acting real gangsta He think he hard through a phone Put his noodles in his lap Bet his ass ain’t yappin no more Ain’t heard about him in a minute Somebody come check on lil bro Give his boys a shirt , to remember What we smoking on

[@SaileshBalaji]

holy fuck thats hard

[@YoungProdigyVisionss]

free?

[@pizzza8061]

It’s not his use it

[@greedogoinbrazzy]

Rip Von

[@MR-M16]

🔥🔥

[@drondatta4651]

808 please

[@dan_6394]

0:10

[@mookmookie7120]

Gonna make dat macfly just like my nigha Doe!!! Free my nigha Macfly, he murda dis beat.

[@anttrekklezz]

If i use it would i get copyrighted

[@3ShotJosh]

nah

[@guapoonick]

gs

[@WayskooChapman]

Ohhhhhhhhh my god

[@DRACOFURY]

*VON VON*

[@rizzo7298]

how i download im tryna hop on dis

[@4kaby4k.4th4]

King von 64

[@Temichael]

i wanna use it

[@SEEMMONEY]

R.I.P V.roy #OTF

[@JazareeKennedy-yi7hx]

😮

[@Harry-du8zp]

Is this copyright or can u use this

[@3ShotJosh]

use it

[@jay2xbabi307]

Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd

[@227bravo9]

rip

[@FireFlame.]

What is the 808 in this

[@TheCaDrilly]

808 Atlanta Drill Bass

[@mahamuddahir5360]

I made the remix with it I said it’s goo

[@elanescbar1873]

This Free?

[@3ShotJosh]

ye

[@RealJamesSoft]

I know the full sonngg by lyrics

[@tricky6121]

Von

[@xpert_playerz2322]

0:46

[@ScavX-lh9vr]

I spin the block Buck into an opp Pop his brains off Now he can't walk Shoot every shot He keepin me on hault I'm like "damn" Nigga thinks I'm playin Bitch we ain't in a game The one's who hatin Made sure they're drained They're fathers gottem strayed 5 minutes on They try runnin off We had em on the go Swear to god They had lost all hope And they couldn't move along

[@anthonysylvester3333]

0:09 0:46

[@Jovarigodei]

0:12 replays

[@tirrell2267]

How do I get this beat??

[@SmokeFlakka]

Aint writin bars, yall might steal it

[@thugginnik7876]

I wrote a dis to qundo rondo

[@nfatrell270]

Name of beat

[@RedboneGaming]

Rontrell Kelly bro 😂

[@justinlemmon9576]

LMAOOO

[@flame2373]

......

[@SwizzVibin]

😑

[@jekau6740]

😭😭☠️☠️☠️

[@Glokkboy]

Naw

[@jayykinvg]

gasoutjay/gasout im just chillin sitting up in the house intro coming out making songs hitting licks i just had to pop my glick here come nia pulin up wit glovky she shooting at my whip and here come leon coming from behind her and im like wsp so i pop that dude wit my big ole draco and im like i aint giving up so he get up growning and stuff and im like dude wsp so i step back throw my glock down he get to throwing punches so i dodge it and he getting

[@ЭллаИгоревна]

I'ma let this MAC fly with this one, hold on I said, I'ma let it Aight come on, aight (Von, Von) Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd

[@dealzpc3128]

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[@J-M-Z]

Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee I had a thot, she be with the shit, she told me where he be I said for sure, baby let me know if you wanna eat She like, "Von, you already know, just put your girl on fleek" I'm like, "Cool, I can do that, boo, what you want, some shoes?" "Jimmy Choo? With a handbag, too? Red or baby blue?" She get to smilin’, she ain't used to this 'cause she ain't used to shit I'm just laughin', coulda been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin', coulda been a driver the way I push the whip You a ho, coulda been a bitch the way you throw a fit But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now it’s like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in The Wic But he ain’t go, but he ain't that slow, say meet ’em at the store I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do ’Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new We at the top, yeah we lost a lot​, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's 6-24 Let me focus, can't be zoning out, he pullin' up now He double parked, he ain't getting out, he in that push to start That new Porsche, it's built like a horse, colors like the fourth He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorced, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuppin' her butt Now I sneak up, crouching like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire Block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on, Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lacking, 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga who?" I was born to shoot I got aim, I'm like Johnny Dang when it comes​ to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd Romeo Santos 'Sus Huellas' (Live Performance) | Open Mic

[@SpiderX-n4z]

Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from

[@xpert_playerz2322]

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[@kimlang3893]

I'ma let this MAC fly with this one, hold on I said, I'ma let it Aight come on, aight (Von, Von) Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd

[@slavish1458]

I'ma let this MAC fly with this one, hold on I said, I'ma let it Aight come on, aight (Von, Von) Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?) I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?) I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat" She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it) I'm like cool, I can do that boo What you want some shoes? Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue? She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shit I'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lips I be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom) You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass) But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist Now its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic' But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool) I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em) 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom) We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah) Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there) That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?" I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot" I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd