Originally: Three 6 Mafia - Who Run It

Thanks for putting 36 mafia cuz ppl born in 98 & up think this herb beat originally

Timeless OG track Ahead of it's time since 2000

Shoutout to 3 6 Mafia on God they make the hardest beats Ever! New sub

You HAVE TO GET DJ PAUL version 💯

36 the goat for this one all them remixed was fye too but shii now Iss my turn

Memphis Grizzlies lineup intro 💯💯🔥🔥🔥

This beat 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Lil wayne would go tf off on this

G HERBO did this beat justice, not gonna lie!!

Slim jesus killed it.. 😁😁

0:40 Damn thought someone was at the door

Classic beat from Three 6 Mafia👍

This is 3 6 mafia's instrumental

36 Mafia 💥

The bridge of doom

Bro no cap on God I would murder this beat

Three 6 Mafia has so many people sampling there records. That's why they still living on old money😂😂 Uncle Jay and Uncle Paul got that heap😂

Dooski murdered this beat

Pappy would have killed this beat

Damn I wish Eazy E was alive, he’d make one hell of a remix

0:48 0:48 Speed up flow 1:44

TI NUR OHW - OBREH G

Just freestyled to this & credited your channel, we lit 🔥

I can't live like the ads

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Classic !

This beat blew my fucking mind when I first heard it when I was 14

I just killed this beat shout out to 36 mafia

Sell, sell, sell,. It all CDs.

who run it we run it

YUNGCHICAGO 1)DEY JUMPN IN BUSSIN IN COMIN IN LIKE IM RUNNIN IT SEE ME WHEN IM HUSTLING HATE IT WHEN IM STRUGGLIN CAN'T BE LATE SO I'M RUSHIN N,

Three six

Memphis Grizzlies Vibes

Roy Purdy

I been knew this was three6 they just road it way harder lmao

My bills all blue like a smurf

Missy Elliott Sock it 2 me came out in 1997 both sampled The Delfonics Ready or not here I come

1:29 Thats

Ever since a youngster i been trained to do the numbers All those cold nights would lead to hot summers Add another comma, add another zero He dont get money then that boy a weirdo I come out the box, just like Stephon did Run my route, catch that money just like Stefon Diggs Its a 4th and 6, here come the blitz Til the clock dont tick, i can never quit Never giving in, never giving up I aint never sitting in, ima live it up Close your mouth zip it up, before I rip it up You'll never be lit enough, give it up Represent for ya side get it up Do what 2pac said, and hit em up Smoking Cali, on my way back to Cali Flying over valleys, this view comfortable aint it You can even taint it, jealousy they jaded Mad cause they aint make it, look mama we made it History in the making, from Fayetteville to Macon Country boys get the bacon, but no piggy in a blanket Don't make that type of statement, i might do a state bid Tonight im feeling gracious, who wanna get they face slit?

Fbg duck slide instrumental plzzzzz

How is it I’m only twenty and knew gherbo ain’t had shit to do with this beat

This beat old Herb just remixed it

War Pains Keep the pipe on me Cause they playing with my life Scared of my potentials heights Ima make it litty If I catch you in my city Ima have it with me Ordered Choppers This not a lil popper Couple millys to the ones in blue And you getting pulled over I’m ending October Keep talking tough x2 In my cult I trust Shit Even if I spin I’ma spin again Don’t care if it’s yo twin I ain’t taking chances Can’t forgive you for these sins Keep the pipe on me Cause they playing with my life Scared of my potentials heights

Why did the beat on the actually sound so meaner and more aggressive tho

Intro} Oh yeah Oh, this what we doin' Shout out to the homie G Herbo, man You know I had to get on this, man Uh {Verse} Big pimpin', spendin' Gs Twenty racks in the back of jeans Tatted sleeves, Patek freeze Pretty nigga, that indeed Thottie with me, black and cream African, Japanese I just call her blackanese I'm just gonna tap that and leave I don't leave the house unless I got a bag waitin' for me at the front door If you short on my cash, thirty niggas hoppin' out a Uber truck So don't try your luck, hoes down to fuck Top floor of the hotel Smokin' weed in the bathroom, put the shower on so it's no smell Street cold, don't tell But I'd rather live where it's no hell It's funny how hatin' niggas be the ones who names ring no bells Oh well, my bitch bad And her pussy got a soap smell She a model, nah she a model She a little bougie And I'm just tryna put this big wet tongue on top of that coochie Earlier she a little mad at me, she a little moody Sometimes I don't understand the bitch, she a little confusing Like half the time I don't be even doin' shit, and she be assuming Like I ain't loyal or somethin' You act like I don't call you or somethin' You act like you a little spoiled or somethin' Is you hot like you boiling somethin'? So all you rappers it's a rap for you like aluminum foil or somethin' Better crown her, came from the ground up, from the soil or somethin' Been 'bout it, every nigga with me poppin' like oil or somethin' I was slackin', had to get on track like I'm recordin' or somethin' I hear a lot of talk, but honestly they ain't really talkin' 'bout nothin' And nowadays I don't trust a thing, so I ain't really sure about nothin' I just fucked your bitch in Givenchy flip flops And yeah we spendin' money, but we also spin blocks Bend blocks, shout out my nigga Jezz, big opps They ain't open up them doors, I had to pick locks Free Bobby, free

This free to use

so what three six had no patin or what

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This is three6mafia beat not g herbo beat

This sounds like scribe - Not many beat

Is thesis beat free for non profit

Dooski da fucking man

Come thru like the mafia in dis bitch ma girl said ima ride for ya in this bitch, 38 snubb she let off 6. K.o.m like Paul, R.i.p Lord Infamous! !

1:02

2015

Polo g want so damn hard on this beat though

me fresh dressed get a sent my fit look like your rent a b i scraping like a pan spoon u move it like a centapeed told her go long bih stop moving like a center a speed I be smoking shit boy hold fast wit that beginners weed

*types freestyle lyrics

You know how I rock, I'm from that block, boy, I keep a Glock One up top, pass it to my shorty, if the police hot She a thot, she just suck me up, we up in your car Crazy Story, that's her favorite song, she sing it bar for bar Audemar, I ain't got one yet, I'll prolly go tomorrow I'm a star, that's what mama told me, I was behind bars When I stole that car, I ain't go that far, just around the block I picked up Top, we was bad as hell, foenem throwin' rocks [Verse 1: King Von] Nuwap and Joey, they had on flip-flops My luck, folks 'nem sellin' P's, they got the block locked Popped up, unannounced, nigga, I'm gon' pop some Stop frontin', doin' all that woofin' and ain't gon' drop none Drop some, everybody holler, "Von, drop somethin" But I can't, 'cause all the opps dead, it's hard to drop somethin' Smokin' on this Tooka pack and it's loud as fuck Foenem caught Tooka ass gettin' off the bus I know Tooka mad as hell, he probably tired of us But when I die, find Tooka ass and I'ma beat 'em up I kill shit, on some real shit, this the drill shit And chill, bitch, this the Kel-Tec, I push your shit back And sit back, this that Hellcat, this bitch go real fast Ayy, who is that? He don't look familiar, foenem kill his ass Ain't bill his ass This that sneaky pack, it came from Trinidad Ain't come along, hell nah, boy, I be with Smith & Wess' Hit his chest, if that nigga run, fuck it, hit his back Can't bring him back, now that nigga trendin' on the internet You know how I move, I'm a fool, but I keep the tool Stick and move when you was up in school I was on the news, breakin' the rules Bullets hit his shirt, knock him out his shoes Thought he was cool, but he got hit the worst You know how I do

Too much muney ina air like we doing a sticc up My nigga ready for tha pacc he just waiting ona piccup Gotta bad bitch at the house aint never heard of no Makeup Like to take trip to places illTake her to Jamaica We can ball in los Angeles gone in Chill with lakers Cant be beefin with no nigga if it aint ova no paper Putta step up in my lyrics so i can stunt on these haters My brudda cut the cheese with we ain talking Velveeta Told tha bitch that i like her but that didnt mean that i need Ha Ion argue with no bitch i get up N up i leave Ha Might as well be plant just cause i keep dat Sativa I know some niggas got dat shit that make you see jesus Dont smoke to hard on dat shit it'll fucc up ya breathen Innat zone pop a molly Now im in this bitch geekin I done so much of shit its really hard to belive it Judge threw me 6-9 called my lawyer then weaved it Niggas playing bout time till they really receive it We ah play Coo with a nigga but this shit can get heated Got my main bitch wimmie cause she slicker than butter Claiming let a bitch touch me She gone make sure she cut her Onnat tweaking shit talking bout the deeper the better When the first day i met her,she was sweater than cherry blooms Put a nigga on his feet than she sweep em, just like a broom Once you C my gun you gone Know that ,you niggas doomed! And my brodie coped a 40 i just coped me a glocc Try to play me close we be onat sreet on yo blocc These niggas snitching Turing pussy mention Me , you get shot I know bout 10 different niggas wanna do me like pac All my niggas kick-door when ain never heard of knock On my mama i stay stoned N ain talm no Rocks Put the game ina choke hold N ima put on lock. (KDG/BME ) Ig:@noyaa.gudda

36

Is this free for profit? Like are we allowed to use this?

King Los - LA Leakers #95. He Ripped 3 beats including this one being the last. You're welcome.

Still trying to freestyle on this , hard asf

Could I use this?

Chicago nigga

we all know who made this beat I'll give you a hint M Town Bound

lol why they put g herbo on this channel? this beat is from 3 6 mafia they goofies i fw with g herbo he is dope but this beat is already in another channel lol they giving g herbo too much credit he just bring back this good rap from 00's

Who run it, us careful with the feds cause they bust I would take the bus now I adjust to the environment, it's a cold world, for the pack ain't no consignment, get it out the dirt, don't get put on a shirt, fuck with us you end up hurt, we ain't heard of cause real gs move in silent

Young native with a gold chain snatch mine Ill let both rein J o e young jaytee Shit I go by both names Navajo thats me Pueblo where my dad hang I aint never really see him But i know he doing ok

21 savage crushed this beat

Running back never attack creep low plot reconsider then insert liquor out ya dental mental hospital dropout running from cops out

I did a who run it freestyle , y’all check me out let me know if good or not 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

XXXTentacion Would Kill This Beat

Why all of them skip at 41 seconds smh

Sub

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G Herbo's name shouldn't even come up because this is 3 6 mafia ok babies? Sigh children.... what do ya do with these children these days??? Besides 3 6 mafia took this from Timbaland's Sock It 2 Me fr fr. Say I if you know? Old school man....

[Intro] Southside on the track, yeah Gang shit, nigga Yeah Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man? This shit's got the most views out of everything I've ever put up on my shit That little clip, that shit got a million views I ain't never got no views on some shit out [Verse 1] Who you think you ahead of? Not us In the S or the Porsche Carrera or some Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin' Yeah, that boy gettin' bread, Panera, somethin' Landed in the GT, Lear or somethin' Put Posto in the air or somethin' Marry her, she havin' affairs I'ma spin that ho like Pharris Born in the Chi like Ye But I do crimes like Bump J, I ain't scared of nothin' Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack Might as well go to Paris, huh? Woofin, got whacked you embarrassed, huh? Pussy you act like you scared of somethin' Gon' and shoot up the terrorists (shoot up the terrorists) Then they gon' realize it's serious (blah, blah) I ain't even on that, period (period) I'm makin' millions, I'm serious (I'm makin' millions) That money come in various (furious) Can't count it, I get delirious (delirious) I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion) So I can't trip over materials (yeah, yeah) But I'm still dipped in that fashion Know I stay drippin', that's period These niggas drippin', that's period Nah, they can't find me and I'm serious (serious) They right behind, I'm serious (serious) And I'm straight off the 9, now I'm serious Who you gon' send to fuck with me? Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I'm curious (I'm curious) Better think 'fore you bust at me If you miss, I'll clap a 50 and, man, now I'm furious Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius Young nigga, we was breakin' the barriers (breakin' the barriers) If you grabbin' that torch, better carry it (better carry it) Tryna hide on that porch on some scary shit (fuck yeah) [Verse 2] All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah) My son ain't gotta work because he gon' inherit it, uh huh (gon' inherit it) We yell, "Gang-gang first," you don't even know your heritage (bitch) Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity Lovin' my city like Chano, I swear Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it? "Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried" We was just jokin' with y'all, that's a parody We don't talk too much, got D's everywhere (everywhere) We still fresh, double G's everywhere (everywhere) I put the VV's everywhere (everywhere) I do Mike Amiri's, every pair And they know me for shittin' on everybody I'm the one that do shit that you hear about I'm the one that told y'all that I move like Obama Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts? Hold on, everybody gotta clear it out Middle of summer, hot like a sauna We was laid back in the back of the Honda Told young sneak up, anaconda It ain't happen, I wasn't there, your Honor I was somewhere eatin' Benihana's Get valet and Lil' Benny to park it All my life I had been in apartments Move to balley, get a brib, I'm ballin' My bitch always primpin', keep ballin' Yes I'm a lil' workaholic Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20's I'ma just make her count all of 'em But I get the backend all blues Nah don't fuck around, bruh, do all of it Know it's goin' right to lil' dude Already got a closet, all shoes Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs Cashed out on the crib, I ain't get the view I'm like, "Fuck it, no problem, it'll do" Mama's crib got a pond, not a pool We had roaches and rats, I ain't get to move I survived through it all, it's true (yes, it's true) Slept on couches and floors all through middle school Now I'm cool, now I'm 'bool Now my car go vroom, (vroom) Niggas hatin' on me, but it's bool Guess I got rich too soon Nigga, I've been rappin' like six years (what?) I seen ten niggas get killed What about me turnin' down them deals? (Huh) Now you pissed off 'cause I switched wheels?

3 6 MAFIA BEAT. GET IT STRA8. THUMBS DOWN!!!!!!👎

Gang shit No lame shit Ayy you know we been doing this shit nigga Yeah, yeah [Verse] Little nigga, big bands, think I need hammer pants Hop in and I hit the gas, yeah bitch I did the dash Hittin' these hoes like running backs, my bad, who ho is that? I be turnt up to the max, I broke the thermostat Yeah, I be fresh as hell, make a bitch stop and stare Colder than a polar bear, came off of welfare Now I'm out in Bel-Air, killin' shit where the chair? Ran it up, didn't use the stairs, I'm on another level I wake up with the birds, yeah I gotta get a check Never fall off, yeah, that's what mama said I gave her a couple racks, yeah, and my mama said Boy you better not put a bitch before your bread I got gold gold on my throat, diamonds in my teeth (ice) Clarity, clarity, clarity, clarity, all this ice on me (ice) Got this bad bitch with blonde hair, I call her Russian Cream And I got that baby chopper, I'll rock your ass to sleep Can't stand me, take a seat (ho), designer head to feet, yeah Everything on fleek, Cartier on me, yeah I dress like a geek, yeah, boy your swag is weak, yeah That shit is so cheap, yeah, my shit overseas, yeah I'm fly like a butterfly and I sting like a bee, yeah Call me Glock Ali, yeah, diamonds fighting like Tina Turner, bitch I turn up, Royal Rumble Thirty niggas with me and you know they ready to burn you Knuck if you buck, run up and you get done up No I'm not from Louisville, but bitch I keep my slugger Straight up out the jungle, ain't no talk or tussle Got no time to scuffle, I'm 'bout my chips like Ruffles Workin like a butler, ain't no more struggle Tell these niggas catch up, tennis chains mustard Ran up my racks, run and tell that Ran through a bag and got that shit right back These niggas ain't doing shit, these niggas ain't talkin' jack You niggas ain't running shit, this chopper make you run a lap

this copyrighted???

Dooski way better

Herbo shoulda used this beat for the one with lil uzi instead of that trash ass southside remix

I'm so sick of people getn credit for three 6 mafias shit... Yall a disgrace to da Culture for purposely doin dis shit

Boring

walk out wit a wod Louie Gucci drippie who run up kapish his ass in class he history damn dog 12 Scooby Doo help em solve a da mystery

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