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Von went so hard i kant even think of none. Long live v Roy 🔥🐐🤘

Beat so Hard !! Rip Von

Good work 👏🏾🔥

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Accurate asf

Winiss, U're so talented.. ✨️ Ur beats always cheer up my day.. Stay healthy, so u can make lots of amazing beats because I can't wait to listen to ur next beats ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Man I wish god gave us 3 wishes I’d without a fricking heartbeat bring this man back

this is actually some good shit glooks gang

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Another Tight Beat Bro Love it, Feels Like im in the 1900's With a Violin and Sum Drums!! 😆

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LLKV🕊️❤

Very good instrumental, like a bozz 👌🏽😎

Don't delete this instrumental please 😢

Ayee man would kill this bro definitely great beat! appreciate a feedback bro!

See, somethin' ain't right (What?) I can feel it in the air, my left eye just twitched twice (Damn) Went to the door, saw a note on the floor (What?) Ten day notice, they finna turn off my lights (Damn) I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do now? (What I'm gon' do now?) Gotta eat to survive I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do, cry? (What I'm 'posed to do, cry?) In these streets, you'll die (Nah) I got some demons in my head (Dead) 'Cause I love my opps and they constantly they bother me (Oh, shit) And I got some homies with pounds (Why?) But we ain't that cool, so I'm thinkin' 'bout robbery (Oh, shit) Gotta play this shit smart, it's gon' hurt they heart (Damn) When they find out it was me that was robbin' 'em (Damn, damn) Gotta catch him when it's dark, gotta run up on his car (Huh?) That same one we always be ridin' in (Uh-huh) Bb trickz 'Missionsuicida' Letra Oficial Y Significado | Verified Bb trickz 'Missionsuicida' Letra Oficial Y Significado | Verified [Verse] I keep a stick like a violin (Boom) I got the call and jumped up like a fireman (Zoom) It wasn't too hard for me findin' him (Nah, nah) I went to school with him, know where his mama live (I know where his mama live) He was playin' that Lucci, that Summer Hill (What? That Summer Hill) I creeped up slow in that Bonneville (Drill) They call me Grandson when I'm off the pill (Boom, boom) Ran up to his car, made him grab the wheel (Don't move) I grabbed his neck like I'm Iron Man (Yeah) Just do what I say, know you don't wanna die in here (Nah) If you reach or you tweak, I'ma fire in here (Boom) I gotta go, don't be wastin' my time in here (Uh-uh) I grab the bag out the back, it was full of the pack of that finest exotic, man Then I let him go and got back on the road (Uh-huh) Heard him whisper, "Boy, I'm gonna find your ass" (Man, what?) Beat up the streets like a punchin' bag (Juug, juug) I hit a lick, now I'm up a hundred bands (Damn) I broke it down with my other man (Uh-huh) Send them birds out, now they comin' back again (Damn) I'm on my way to the crib and I'm grippin' the wheel, gotta let my lil' brother in (Vroom, vroom) Then I got boxed in at the light by the nigga I robbed (Skrrt) And he hopped out a mini van (Don't move, huh? Damn) [Chorus] See, somethin' ain't right (What?) I can feel it in the air, my left eye just twitched twice (Damn) Went to the door, saw a note on the floor (What?) Ten day notice, they finna turn off my lights (Damn) I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do now? (What I'm gon' do now?) Gotta eat to survive I ain't got no money, what I'm gon' do, cry? (What I'm 'posed to do, cry?) In these streets, you'll die (Nah) I got some demons in my head (Dead) 'Cause I love my opps and they constantly they bother me (Oh, shit) And I got some homies with pounds (Why?) But we ain't that cool, so I'm thinkin' 'bout robbery (Oh, shit) Gotta play this shit smart, it's gon' hurt they heart (Damn) When they find out it was me that was robbin' 'em (Damn, damn) Gotta catch him when it's dark, gotta run up on his car (Huh?) That same one we always be ridin' in (Uh-huh)

What vst is used for the guitar?

Never been a loser I always win took a few ls but got back again made this shit a hobby shootin at yo friends dead men shaq got did like Ricky don't question me nigga I always get busy my name ring thru the city Baltimore nigga I been litty killin the rats he got stuck in a trap talkin that shit gone get yo ass wacked I'm a gangsta I been on the block couple gunfights had to keep me a glock I wish I could say that I never been shot got hit wit two grazed wit one run up on me then you done like ski mask yo ass slumped but I never take my ski off not gettin caught on cam I wish that pistol didn't jam smokin the blunts by the school wit my bros gettin high prayin that I don't die cuz I was lackin though I never was cappin runnin the plays like madden when I draw that tec I'm blastin smokin the big pack this some gas bitch home invasion im gone kick in the door tell yo to get up on that floor if he don't then he get smoked he ain't listen tried to reach for his smith n so I blicked em only reason I won't dump the clip is cuz I need to save bullets pull a archer then count them bitches say fuck it cuz I been fiendin for a another body what's one plus one plus two that's four niggas that thought I was fu I had clips for all of them dudes boom you hear that go boom rippin thru intestines and ribs cook a bitch nigga up like he a pig since he wan be bakey had to fry em up never gave a fuck about ya feelings lor wisdom bitch

Bro do you have active inst account? Btw the beat is fyee 🔥🔥🔥

RIP Von! Legend! 😈