Young Thug - Sin (Ft. Jaden Smith) Instrumental [Reprod. By LilTaYo Beats] *BEST ON YOUTUBE*

[@TheTony024]

This beat is so cold blooded 🔥🔥🔥

[@mateoross1997]

Best remake I heard so far great work

[@werthermndrl2781]

Ehi, ehi, fumo solo green Non prendo la merda, non passarmi il lean Ehi, ehi, senza bling bling Sblocco la scena, fra’, il codice pin (brr) Ehi, 3 g nei jeans Sul beat mi senti, so fresh and so clean All I do is win Passo per strada, mi gridano: “King”, ehi Questi qua non sanno niente Gli anni coi fra’ nelle vie (no) Non hanno le canne, non hanno le donne E vogliono usare le mie (no) Facciamo i soldi col rap, yeah Odiamo le guardie e le spie (uoh) Ne fumiamo mille, entriamo al locale Frate’, lasciamo le scie Fra’, quando spingi play fai: “Wow” Sono quindici anni di testi (yeah) Quindi non succederà mai Che mi metto nei panni di questi (yeah) Noi siamo sempre gli stessi (yeah) Siamo solo vestiti meglio (yeah) Prima eravamo pezzi da cinque (ah?) Ora siamo pezzi da cento (yeah) Quando scendo lei mi dice: “Non esagerare” Frate’, faccio finta di niente Le sorrido, è la più fica di sempre (oh) Bevo un po’ sono alla quinta di Tennent’s (yeah) Colombiana, sembra Kylie Jenner (muah) Dice: “Davide, che fai, parti sempre? (uoh) Coi tuoi amici fate i party sempre Da gennaio fino a dicembre (yeah)” God damn, ti prego dammene un po’ Di quella pussy, la mangio per dinner (oh) Non mi sfidare perché sulla traccia Da dieci anni, fra’, faccio il killer Noi siamo gold, tu sei silver Siamo benza, tu sei un clipper Ho sentito il disco E rime più brutte non sono state mai scritte (ahah) Questo fra’ è QVC8, la gente si butta di sotto Salgo sul palco al concerto, si diverte anche il 118 Io sto sopra, tu stai sotto Ho scritto un altro tape in salotto Fra’, questo è QVC8 Sì, frate’, è QVC8 Ohi, ohi, le luci a Natale mi sembrano sempre quella polizia Ohi, ohi, sei maleducata, sei un bestemmione a Radio Maria Ehi, per venire da te buco la ZTL C’è il Napoli a Porta Portese Sei incazzata in quel giorno del mese Mi fai: “Jamme uagliò, voglio un cadeau” Mia nonna in salotto prega la Mado’ Faccio uno screen col tasto home Lasciamo la scia peggio del Rototom Amore ti sei arrabbiata se faccio la Travis Scottata? Ho preso un po’ di mandorlata Un bacio, saluti da casa QVC8 meglio di un porno Meglio del prodotto Siamo pezzi da cento Rione tredici, ti vengo dentro Ci vedi uscire col giorno che muore Faccio la fine dell’imperatore Allo scadere ti metto il bobbone Non c’ho manco il fiatone, ehi Ehi, ehi, fumo solo green Non prendo la merda, non passarmi il lean Ehi, ehi, senza bling bling Sblocco la scena, fra’, il codice pin (brr) Ehi, 3 g nei jeans Sul beat mi senti, so fresh and so clean All I do is win Passo per strada, mi gridano: “King”, ehi Questi qua non sanno niente Gli anni coi fra’ nelle vie (no) Non hanno le canne, non hanno le donne E vogliono usare le mie (no) Facciamo i soldi col rap, yeah Odiamo le guardie e le spie (uoh) Ne fumiamo mille, entriamo al locale Frate’, lasciamo le scie

[@lukekistan4004]

Delete this

[@lorenzocarb]

Grande

[@klirdisula2304]

死神 why?

[@giacomodatrino728]

search codice pin gemitaiz

[@AB-gj8re]

How tf did you get the obvious ass bass and drum line wrong??

[@lukekistan4004]

Gem che cazzo fai

[@thenigga4792]

Hahahahahahah

[@oskar3567]

Hey can I use this in the background of a video? I will credit you in the desc and i do not have ads on my vid

[@TaYo..]

XBOSS sure

[@jimmyy9808]

man which VST's did you use to remake this beat?

[@kjamisial7199]

Yo whats the chant for the song?

[@jimmyy9808]

Btw its fire!

[@kinshi242]

ohhhhh fuck yeahhh

[@ffhhgjjbhh]

yo tay, lets collab, i make the melodies, you finish them off with drums likes these????

[@TaYo..]

Producer Dope Boi lets do it email me

[@qfrmdacrib5144]

LilTaYo Beats let me know what y’all come up with I wanna jump on that !!! #MiamiFlorida

[@DAK272]

🔥🔥🔥

[@jorislormier384]

spotify bro ?

[@KamilszlapXD]

Anywhere to contact you regarding music production (producer to producer, non-business)? I don't want to use the business email unless you are fine with that.

[@_chry03_]

gemitaiz!!!!!!

[@jay24bikelife4life4]

Can i use the beat with credit to you no promoting just freestyle

[@hackerino8908]

OI OI

[@salvocilio9855]

Le luci a Natale mi sembrano sempre della poliziah

[@iRrHi]

🔥

[@kuropluto7736]

I'm a big dawg off the leash Naw, I can't step off my pivot Balmain boots on my feet Diamonds, they hit like Ali These niggas frogs on a leaf (Woo) Soon as they hop up and leap (Woah) Sticks gon' chew that boy up You thought this shit came with some teeth Tell 'em ride the wave, surfboard the wave Yeah, I paved the way, know I saved the day Diamonds ice rink, diamonds skating rink Diamonds hockey rink, diamonds ice cream Got diamonds bright as me Hail Mary, I just threw some bands today Fairy OddParents, I might grant her wish today They be laughin' at me but I'm stackin' money away And y'all niggas broke, y'all bitches broke, I'm laughing away Rings on the Audi, I put rings on my mommy I put rings on my brother, yes, we married to these streets In that Yellow Jacket AMG, call it Bumblebee And I came from nothing, made it out, gave 'em somethin' to see And that's on God

[@SACKSAM180]

What is this from?

[@roy4273]

🤭🔥🔥

[@kxan187]

Can I use this beat

[@TaYo..]

Kxan Uzimake yea

[@riccardomartis1375]

Pensa che uno in Italia ci ha fatto un mixtape😂

[@cosimo2003]

Ehi ehi fumo solo green

[@_chry03_]

non passarmi la merda non passarmi il lean

[@drakerydenFalls]

Police looking Warrants everywhere *on the rvn plays Sin*

[@lucafrassi6163]

Man, fuck all y'all (just come wit' me) Everything I do is for us only (yeah, yeah) Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell) It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London) Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no weed, you should of brought some white and throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent I poured a four from the clouds down (gah-gah) And my head float in them places I'm on the phone with big bro now (goddamn) He told me to keep Benz on the race Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch Man we never miss, okay (gah-gah) 'Bout to turn up in the club and back the fuck up We ain't takin' no pictures See all the wings in the front, it's us We had to triple the digits See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man We had to grant all they wishes (gah) Casamigos got me spinnin' But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers, let's go I'm rocking Dior Sauvage I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand, I'm washing it with me Money's the reason I'm sinning Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin You niggas talking 'bout women Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking ya plenty I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner Got the same name as the butler But more money than Ashley and her mother Got a bag with full of sherbet, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no man, the sugars just ripened so pour it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose She tryna act like she perfect I see all the masks that you leave on the surface She made me write all my verses in cursive She need all them purses at Hermes That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll Man we always working, let's go Ay, bitch I'ma pour some Act, got some brand new graffiti It's going down my back I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby, girl you can pick I get Giuseppe Zanotti's a night I spent half a million designer on kids I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby girl you can pick I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I got some light to my day, I got, oh ah I got some products with me yeah, ah ah I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I'm in London, got my beat from London

[@simoneiannitti5392]

GGXGEM

[@fleetway66]

Ice, ice all on my wrist, the more that i cop the more that i drip,

[@redisYSL]

🔥

[@ignaziodamico5709]

Man, fuck all y'all (just come wit' me) Everything I do is for us only (yeah, yeah) Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell) It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London) Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no weed, you should of brought some white and throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent I poured a four from the clouds down (gah-gah) And my head float in them places I'm on the phone with big bro now (goddamn) He told me to keep Benz on the race Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch Man we never miss, okay (gah-gah) 'Bout to turn up in the club and back the fuck up We ain't takin' no pictures See all the wings in the front, it's us We had to triple the digits See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man We had to grant all they wishes (gah) Casamigos got me spinnin' But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers, let's go I'm rocking Dior Sauvage I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand, I'm washing it with me Money's the reason I'm sinning Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin You niggas talking 'bout women Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking ya plenty I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner Got the same name as the butler But more money than Ashley and her mother Got a bag with full of sherbet, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no man, the sugars just ripened so pour it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose She tryna act like she perfect I see all the masks that you leave on the surface She made me write all my verses in cursive She need all them purses at Hermes That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll Man we always working, let's go Ay, bitch I'ma pour some Act, got some brand new graffiti It's going down my back I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby, girl you can pick I get Giuseppe Zanotti's a night I spent half a million designer on kids I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby girl you can pick I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I got some light to my day, I got, oh ah I got some products with me yeah, ah ah I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I'm in London, got my beat from London

[@Skyhaq91]

Man, fuck all y'all (just come wit' me) Everything I do is for us only (yeah, yeah) Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell) It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London) Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no weed, you should of brought some white and throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent I poured a four from the clouds down (gah-gah) And my head float in them places I'm on the phone with big bro now (goddamn) He told me to keep Benz on the race Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch Man we never miss, okay (gah-gah) 'Bout to turn up in the club and back the fuck up We ain't takin' no pictures See all the wings in the front, it's us We had to triple the digits See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man We had to grant all they wishes (gah) Casamigos got me spinnin' But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers, let's go I'm rocking Dior Sauvage I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand, I'm washing it with me Money's the reason I'm sinning Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin You niggas talking 'bout women Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking ya plenty I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner Got the same name as the butler But more money than Ashley and her mother Got a bag with full of sherbet, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no man, the sugars just ripened so pour it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil' kid don't got class, yeah we calling truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose She tryna act like she perfect I see all the masks that you leave on the surface She made me write all my verses in cursive She need all them purses at Hermes That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll Man we always working, let's go Ay, bitch I'ma pour some Act, got some brand new graffiti It's going down my back I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby, girl you can pick I get Giuseppe Zanotti's a night I spent half a million designer on kids I got Chanel slippers, Gucci panties, baby girl you can pick I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I got some light to my day, I got, oh ah I got some products with me yeah, ah ah I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I'm in London, got my beat from London