Its sad how much ppl don't know this is a mobb beat smh the new era😔

Bars are just flowing through my head listening to this

The guitar riff makes the beat! 🎸

Hardddd asf🔥🔥

When I get out of work .. I’m going home ... putting my hoodie on.. junmping in the BOOTH !!! And ima spazz tf out 🔥🔥

Classic beat 💯💯🔥🔥🔥

One of my favorite mobb deep

Mob deep getaway sample.NASTY

Subscribed!👊🏾

FIREEEE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Love this beat 🤙🏽 it Doesn't sound like a loop either

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 beat go too hard!!

Like if Lil snupe would have killed this beat with meek🔥

This beat slapssss 🔥🔥🔥

Good song, keep it up ! 👌💪📈

Ayeeeee 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

This really good

Somebody do hell on Earth with the trap drums

Original song from the beat is called take me higher by Barclay james

Beat is 🔥

The ambulance ain't coming baby just breathe...🔥🔥🔥

This mobb deep sample heavy might write something to this beat

Get away beat used by Mobb Deep for the ppl who are uncultured

dope work

Accepting all smoke

So good

Let’s gooo

Dave East would Body this🔥🔥🔥

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - FridayPlaylist - Trauma - Meek Mill [Produced By DJ Don Cannon] [Year: 2018] [Album: Championships]

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That guitar 🎸 sick

Thank you..i'm bout to go in on this beat. You tha shit!!!!

Mobb Deep - Get Away

Yo , I need this on SoundCloud.

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Y'all can thank Mobb Deep for bringing this to hip hop.

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Seeing threw the smoke screens just pull up in your face with my hole dream rose like that Memphis nigga from Chicago

Now days, it's a favor 4 a favor When they can't knock your hustle Fuck it up and get it later Gotta watch out for ya neighbors And some niggas always hating

Still wit this life inlisted..lost granny.lost aunt lost my bitch what a 2year. Spinning..but must remain humble and palm to palm it and thank God for the life i was giving..see that pain run deep thru the soul real reason for the liquor me sippin aint truly recouped from the lost of grandpa,stink and my 2nd son that i wasnt giving..see i dun lived them cold nites rice and gravy nites..and a heating pad to keep me warm while i was n bed sleepin..lil brother back behind bars sitting..caught slipping fuckn around with a no good chicken..see trails and tribulations come with the dice as you sling m

can you do a 100 summers one

🗣️ I just wanna. . .

Dope

Meek should remix and put havoc on

How can I get this beat on my Drop Box?

can we get a traumitized instrumental

Do 100 summers 🔥🔥🔥

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Mobb Deep Get Away! R.I.P Prodigy

Mobb deep getaway. Dirty.

The lox will kill it

Shittttt 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Used to be a dreamer Dreamin' of a fire Uh, my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale It's fucked up she gotta see me in jail On the visit with Lil Papi, it hurt even though I seemed to be well They got a smoker with a key to my cell, damn And even worst, my judge black don't wanna see me do well It's either that or black people for sale Gave me two to four years like, "Fuck your life, meet me in hell" And let it burn like Lucifer, you look even stupider Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us For 44 dollars a hour, you coward they using ya Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate? This where the so-called "real niggas" sweeping up for cupcakes And that's your phone time, if you ain't got no money, you ain't online Hey call your son, call your daughter just to wish them more prime Oh God, don't let them streets get a hold of 'em Your daughter fuckin' now, it's gon be a cold summer Your son trappin' and your homie givin' O's to him And if he fuck that paper up, he puttin' holes through him And you just wanna make it home, so you can show it to him And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya They want blood, we all hangin' with a noose on our neck My celly mom just died, he wanna use my collect And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check We still niggas though, what you expect? I just won I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? Uhh, trauma When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to school, bullet holes in the locker Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at ease They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze Could've put him in a cop car, but they let him just bleed The ambulance, they coming baby, just breathe That's what the old lady said when she screamed This nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th And in the 13th amendment, it don't say that we kings They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team And all his teammates ain't saying a thing (Stay woke) If you don't stand for nothing, you gon' fall for something And in the 60's, if you kneeled, you'd prolly be killed But they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal Kill your account, look where money get spilled Check it, and they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal Kill your account, look where money get spilled I just won I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? Uhh, trauma When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to school, bullet holes in the locker How many times you send me to jail to know that I won't fail Invisible shackles on the king, 'cause shit, I'm on bail I went from selling out arenas, now shit, I'm on sale Them cold nights starting to feel like hell, uhh Watching a black woman take my freedom Almost made me hate my people When they label you felon, it's like they telling you they not equal 11 years going to court knowing they might keep you or drive you crazy 23 hours in a cell, somebody save me I'm on a jail call, tryna explain it to my baby I gotta do the calendar twice, and that's a maybe Trauma I just won I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? Uhh, trauma When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to school, bullet holes in the locker Uhh, trauma

Pleass do championships I'm writing to that shit rn lol

im about to body your beat!!!!!

Do 100 Summers .

Ain't looking 4 hand outs I don't need eh hand keep my car peanut butter like Peter pan..I'm serving shit illegal on stolen land. I'm like a grandpa cuz I got them grams.. No ig don't try me or think to try it my swagger more tighter then Jackie Chan's eye lids..

Mobb deep

100 summers

Uh, my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale It's fucked up she gotta see me in jail On the visit with Lil Papi, it hurt even though I seemed to be well They got a smoker with a key to my cell, damn And even worst, my judge black don't wanna see me do well It's either that or black people for sale Gave me two to four years like, "Fuck your life, meet me in hell" And let it burn like Lucifer, you look even stupider Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us For 44 dollars a hour, you coward they using ya Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate? This where the so-called "real niggas" sweeping up for cupcakes And that's your phone time, if you ain't got no money, you ain't online Hey call your son, call your daughter just to wish them more prime Oh God, don't let them streets get a hold of 'em Your daughter fuckin' now, it's gon be a cold summer Your son trappin' and your homie givin' O's to him And if he fuck that paper up, he puttin' holes through him And you just wanna make it home, so you can show it to him And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya They want blood, we all hangin' with a noose on our neck My celly mom just died, he wanna use my collect And he won't make it to the wake unless he give 'em a check We still niggas though, what you expect? I just won I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? Uhh, trauma When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to school, bullet holes in the locker Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at ease They shot that boy 20 times when they could've told him just freeze Could've put him in a cop car, but they let him just bleed The ambulance, they coming baby, just breathe That's what the old lady said when she screamed This nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th And in the 13th amendment, it don't say that we kings They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team And all his teammates ain't saying a thing (Stay woke) If you don't stand for nothing, you gon' fall for something And in the 60's, if you kneeled, you'd prolly be killed But they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal Kill your account, look where money get spilled Check it, and they don't kill you now, they just take you out of your deal Kill your account, look where money get spilled I just won I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? Uhh, trauma When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to school, bullet holes in the locker How many times you send me to jail to know that I won't fail Invisible shackles on the king, 'cause shit, I'm on bail I went from selling out arenas, now shit, I'm on sale Them cold nights starting to feel like hell, uhh Watching a black woman take my freedom Almost made me hate my people When they label you felon, it's like they telling you they not equal 11 years going to court knowing they might keep you or drive you crazy 23 hours in a cell, somebody save me I'm on a jail call, tryna explain it to my baby I gotta do the calendar twice, and that's a maybe Trauma I just won I was on the corner with the reefa And they got us warring for our freedom See my brother blood on the pavement How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil? Uhh, trauma When them drugs got a hold of your mama And the judge got a hold on your father Go to school, bullet holes in the locker Uhh, trauma

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Any one remember the BH song Meek did back then on this exact beat I swear on my life I’m trying to find it I remember every word but the track name and mixtape real meek beat of meek or something

northsidebenji - fire in the booth

Bittin' azz niggah! RIP Prodigy. Mobb Deep!

im gonna post it on my page and tag you in it!!!! this shit dope nigga!!! so im bout to spit dat dope on it!!!

Zwijgen is goud rn zilver dat is duktape

But still the legends are more mob deep get away

Mobb deep to all yall lean sippers

So the damage is done can i upload and tag your name and or put it in writers or composer block. If so i need a name. Cuz this beat is fire and would like to upload what i did. Would like to purchase some beats from you as well. Do you offer beat packs

What song is this sampled from I heard this before on a Allstar JR song

Momma was tryna raise me From a boy 2 a man Shit get real in the field, But you won't understand I told my brothers yeah I got him Any situations problems An if not about a dollar Don't worry yeah I got him... I'm my in brother keeper Since I'm older like a father Always found away 2 make it So I made it It's no problem I'm about stacking up paper While y'all sweeping up them problems Junkins still coming up short But I got em Knock a nigga head off If they did me dead wrong They be coming bare arm I be coming bear arm Momma was tryna raise me From a boy 2 a man Shit get real in the field, But you won't understand I told my brothers yeah I got him Any situations problems An if not about a dollar Don't worry yeah I got him... I'm my in brother keeper Since I'm older like a father Always found away 2 make it So I made it It's no problem I'm about stacking up paper While y'all sweeping up them problems Junkins still coming up short But I got em Knock a nigga head off If they did me dead wrong They be coming bare arm I be coming bear arm

Meek Mill - Trauma Instrumental

Pop smoke omg😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Momma was tryna raise me From a boy 2 a man Shit get real in the field, But you won't understand I told my brother yeah I got him Any situations problems An if not about a dollar Don't worry yeah I got him... I'm my in brother keeper Since I'm older like a father Always found away 2 make it

My writing best

Mobb Deep

Crazy y'all don't let ppl down load it like it ain't y'all beat an ain't much a person could do with it but I found it tho

Frequency is never coated the door man coat me thank you kindly then pivit to the game's that began in this world is mine quite down the aplause of crawed i caint hear my song being played in my ear peace is two fingers up in her twot g spot is wetter then saliva that i spit afther i brush they lust of me and yeah they like out of this world i might be were did moon rocks go i dont know my eyes reder then candy painted gummies.

Can i use this beat non profit as long as i reference your name

0:11

country

Mob deep fans know where this is from

I guess people don’t recognize the game and what I’m trying to do I’m trying to make it back on my way I’m on the top and I cannot stop I’ll make it real and I’ll make you spend like the fairest wheel and how you couldn’t tell a story I found my way back like finding Dory and this is a true story this is something that you can’t afford to lose because I’m not on the grind Scary movies had a lot of trauma and made me feel like I got traumatized and now I don’t see a thing I was blind from the scary things but now I’m shining like a diamond ring

Wow guy this is MobbDeep's Getaway come on shunnnn!!! Fucking Meek mill stop it I don't care if he rhymed over it for his album... Pay Homage my guy

cuco

billie eilish bad guy

carrie underwood

dallas cowboys

My momma told b I b locked by nineteen an the funny shit was I got locked at nineteen trying b greedy serving feens was undercover d

Mobb deep instrumental will always be better

click clack bam, no attention to you, no attention from cams, hard to mention the fact that you know I'm the man, get you popped for a band, better stay in the line, like the mark of a tan, screaming ten toes down but we know that you ran, i do not understand, we don't see eye to eye, i cannot reach your hand, 6'2 I stand, i promise you, young bull, you do not stand a chance

Need the instructs mental white people where I live can’t hold this 🤬 meek mill I pray you stay free…strong permanent tan black man!

Sick of these legendary instrumentals ruined with trap beats behind them. Smh. I miss the 90s

Hell Bound Two The Badlands / A "Go"realer I Don't Know Niggas "Seldom" Watch Me Counter A xbuck /. . . Risky Sluggers / Deez Dick Schemerz / Fixed Dreamers / U Neva Run Muck? Tha Ggame Duurty / Since Flamerz, "Blessed Up" - Pragmatic Pugilista

And lately I’ve been feeling crazy devil is my neighbor all I need is safety god forgive me please I ain’t been righteous enough for safety but I’m well worth I feel tingling in my soul since birth wasn’t perfect just trying get head straight like collision with a fork lift lift me up till I reach that fortress even though I’m not on the Forbes list life ain’t perfect but it’s still gorgeous life’s a bitch shouldn’t had abortion a bunch of evil children living so close you hearing shots turning a nigga into ghosts

Email me that snare and hi-hats

I'm 17 years old rapper and I make music.

Joyner Lucas would have killed this 😭😩🔥💀

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