ay chat ta dem chat ta dem

Brings tears to my eyes every time x

Where can I buy this beat

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man this shi is fire 🔥🤩

Who's that spin that Jump out ying that He paid the price, That's it no bring back Spin back 25 g's from the Zeet and cling that TT make the cats ring backs 4 and a half in my slim bag Shank on my waist swing that at your wig back Sweet one tryna give hat told me sit back Bill it up, could be a culps or a mizz pack More time when the AGBs dispatched Come back mindi's covered in bisbas Big waps shotty filled with tic tacs Sweet for the 4's, let's talk, let's mix match Big fact's, all of em big cap And I can't beef with cres no more it's a mismatch Ching dat skrr up pop door ching that Done up his legs so he had to swim back juvie, we done up his chest and back But before all of that the 4 door crashed him (Skrr skrr) Bare man dashin' ain't got time for a chat first man that i grab i splash him Saver's, are your friend's really shavers? Triple S like Franklin Trevor and Michael How many guys we wasted [Hook] I make your bed rock, X was a dead chop, I hit the best pot (Ay) Bro hit his head top, don't get my head hot Might catch a headshot (Bow bow) Jump out the ding, swing and ching, or let corn fly with the wind (Bow bow) Cah it's not a thing to get man wigged If SY's ridin' I'm glidin' with em I make your bed rock, X was a dead chop, I hit the best pot (Ay) Bro hit his head top, don't get my head hot Might catch a headshot (Bow bow) Jump out the ding, swing and ching, or let corn fly with the wind Cah it's not a thing to get man wigged If SY's ridin' I'm glidin' with em [Verse 2] Kill beats, kill neeks on streets Go check out the news if you want a receipt Ay please no tee if you get on your knees She listen to me, head bob to the beat Throw it back for a g, throw it back for a g In my bedroom beast, and a sav in the streets How many times did i have to get uck in a bando toilet MOB used to fuck an AP Somali bad B's wan fuck an AG, yo shake your what your hooyo gave Shall take her top off, get naked for me She came from the club and saved it for me Had next man babe doin' up freak Had enough of the paigons doin' up leak Cah who don't hear must bleed Light's out hood's up assassins like creed

3:25 can’t find tune

Does someone know what is the sample??

Using the culprit beat😂😂

cold asf , swr haych is still in Africa

legend

you need to upload more where the fuck you been at my nigga 🤣🤣

C'est encore la cartel c'est encore la cartel

Ops try run bro said catch him we and bro tryna make man backflip like bro that ain’t my beef but man like me still backed it out everyday tryna make them packs flip packs on packs have to wait for the landing

It took a minute now im goin up I finally hit the top stage now I could call ya bluff U say it’s money in ya section u don’t gotta buck I don’t have to open up the pouch already see the sun Will never ask the man for sumtin I don’t gotta run But if he double duch then that means im bringing out the gun I don’t gotta tell u that the streets is not for everyone I gotta stay discreet wit how I move they tryna get me done It’s gangsteritus U could try me if u feel excited Pickin up my phone I lyk that I was to excited Ian ever frightened When u shoot it see the flare it brightens Fuck a titan water over heightened so my name Poseidon I changed the measurement from grams im goin up to pounds yk I’ve got it for low when should I come around She don’t love me it’s the money that gets her arroused Tryna get the pussy but I see it’s comin wit a crowd Well im different I rather stay up underground Make a circle round a bout what’s through the ground shh sounds I’m don’t worry bout em sendin out the blood hounds I bet they think the money be the reason why these hoes round They probably right I represent don’t like to fight Won’t catch me on the camera shootin shit to see the light I see in color u still see in black and white so when I come around u couldn’t see me in the night It’s weird how sometimes I miss the days when I never had a spliff to blaze Granny look me in my eyes askin is this safe Been through a lot this past year and I still don’t care If im wrong then she better tell me that im right Get in my feelings Im depressed so I begin to write I see mum poppin pills sayin this is life She go to sleep and then I leave but something wasnt right I get the chills im hearin chill ya mother at the hill Handcuffs on her back 5 cops who the hell she kill Ain’t catch a body she was trippin off them bloody pills I was only 4 she bent down I kept an open ear since then I’ve only seen mummy 5 times last time I seen her I was 12 the last time I cried Favorite rapper pushin pounds I started sellin nics and dimes wanna bigger shipment we bring guns not poppin out wit knives 10 dimes for 10 subtract 1 bc I love nines I’m protection mines don’t know why u actin surprised When’s shots was goin off it’s cause of u and u jus ran to hide The streets nuh fuck witchu I don’t either so I hit em twice I put the peas in the pot while I cook my rice U better leave when u could walk Ian sayin it twice If u love me better show it nah sayin it twice Fuck the double date baby I promise not cummin inside

I was waiting for a transformer when he said mandem activate

This pain my life got me so panicked sinking solo just like the titanic i need fixing but ain’t no mechanic my moods always changing call my dynamic my life is like a movie that’s why I’m rapping when the cameras on them they all start acting he said he’s got bine idk why he’s capping ima the one making cash brining then packs in what’s this place come too it’s destroying family’s this place is like crack and we are addicts can’t rmeber the last time I was truly happy I just want a normal chick don’t need no bad be but they look away instant cuz ima. A bad bread

I was gassed first time dill through me a z I was patting down cats I ain’t new to these pets They be biting your hand when there due to be fed On the ladders where there’s snakes you gotta loose a couple friends You was calling them a tramps they was calling for the pebss

Can you upload last time by suspect active gxng?

Snaked so much you would of thought I had madosa by the neck Bitches laughing in court when they through me stretch

Freestyling this is crazy 🤯

Since a little kid I’ve had fucked thoughts Made money just from nought Making money Not from a good cause Cah I sell dr*gs It’s what I do Since a little kid I’ve always wanted to move If you knew What I do And what I did U’d think How’s this kid Done so much sins Its peak Its scary Big guns in the basement in the bando Don’t tempt me Asked Big G for a pistol He ain’t let me Go out and make the clip empty.

Who’s that? Spin that, jump out, ying that He paid the price, that’s it, no bringbacks Bring back 25 g’s from a Z and cling that TT make the cats ringback 4 and a half on my slim bag Shank on my waist, swing that at your wig back Sweet one tryna give hat, told me sit back Bill it up could be the culps or the mizz pack Moretime when the AGBs dispatched, come back mindis covered in bisbas Big waps Shotty bells filled with tictac Sweet for the fours Let’s tour, let’s mixmatch Big fax, all of them big cap And i can’t beef with cres no more, it’s a mismatch Ching that skrrr or pop doors, ching that Done up his legs so he had to swin back True, we done up his chest and back, but before all of that the four-door crashed him Bare man dashing, ain’t got time for a choice, first man that i grab i’m splashing Savers, eco friendly reuse shavers Triple S like Franklin, Trevor and Michael, how many guys we wasted? I make your bed rock, ex was a deadchop I hit the best spot Bro hit his headtop Dont get my head hot, might catch a headshot Jump out the ding, swing and ching or let corn fly with the wind Cah it’s not a thing to get man wigged If SY ride i’m gliding with him I make your bed rock, ex was a deadchop I hit the best spot Bro hit his headtop Dont get my head hot, might catch a headshot Jump out the ding, swing and ching or let corn fly with the wind Cah it’s not a thing to get man wigged If SY ride i’m gliding with him Killed beats, killed neeks on the streets, go check the news if you want a receipt Ay please no teeth if you get on your knees, she listens to me head bop to the beat Throw it back for a G, throw it back for a G I’m a bedroom beast and sav in the streets Nuff times i had to get uck in the bando toilet MOB’s so fuck your AP Somali bad b’s wan fuck a AG Yo, shake what your hooyo gave you Take it all off, get naked for me She came from the club, and saved it for me A next man’s bae-bae doing up freak Had nuff of the paigons doing up leak Cah who dont hear must bleed Blacked out hoods up assasin like creed I make your bed rock, ex was a deadchop I hit the best spot Bro hit his headtop Dont get my head hot, might catch a headshot Jump out the ding, swing and ching or let corn fly with the wind Cah it’s not a thing to get man wigged If SY ride i’m gliding with him I make your bed rock, ex was a deadchop I hit the best spot Bro hit his headtop Dont get my head hot, might catch a headshot Jump out the ding, swing and ching or let corn fly with the wind Cah it’s not a thing to get man wigged If SY ride i’m gliding with him

I WROTE LETTERS FROM MY CELL..N HARDLY EVEN SEEN REPLIES..I DONE ONE MAN BANG UP..N TOLD MAD AMOUNTS OF LIES..YO MY MOM TURNED TOO BOBS..SO I HAD TOO WITNESS ALL THE CRIES..BRO SHE NEARLY SEEN A LOG OUT..BUT I SAVED HER ON MY DEVICES.. 🥶🥶 BEFORE CORDLESS N FLAT SCREENS..IT WAS FLOOR BOARDS N CRACK PHENES..BEFORE ANY TYPE OF SCHOOLING..I SEEN A CLASS BY ALL MEANS.. I SEEN TRAP DENS N FLEAS..AT ONE HUNDRED DEGREEZ.. 🥶🥶

Chorus] Mr.Getback ching mans head back Swing that, dead that, bill that, swing that, fill that Dotts got a buckaroo kickback Old school toy but the hammer still intact Cling that tell the young boy what to bring back Run up in crops with shanks and binbags Chop that give me a drop I'll drop that Wet that something got hit with a chest pack Suttuin' got put on a skewer I'm not a talker, I am a doer Anonymous bootings I know the shooter That's my slime I take away his future Pull up on frontlines Hands on the 12 like lunchtime Done it in 5 I done it in 1Side, on sight Come like the bros got one mind Fear no man but I laugh for one time Verse] Bare talk on Snapchat, back that We back waps Slap that at your snapback, spot that Pop that door and attack that, pack that Back to thе A, backstrap that Opp pack, feds wanna know who drop that No evidencе got the flying squad man Opps man, just cause their babes want slop man No Riri, I had good girls gone bad Fill up the stick with stones Cah' words won't hurt Latex on cah' safety's first Back then bro let the spin ting spin Now gang gotta a mash you can slap on burst Bro just locked his arms like 'woah' Hit mans crow and turn him ghost Thief in the night, we snatching souls Don't talk on the net, we come for your- [Chorus] Mr.Getback ching mans head back Swing that, dead that, bill that, swing that, fill that Dotts got a buckaroo kickback Old school toy but the hammer still intact Cling that tell the young boy what to bring back Run up in crops with shanks and binbags Chop that give me a drop I'll drop that Wet that something got hit with a chest pack Suin got put on a skewer I'm not a talker, I am a doer Anonymous bootings I know the shooter That's my slime I take away his future Pull up on frontlines Hands on the 12 like lunchtime Done it in 5 I done it in 1Side, on sight Come like the bros got one mind Fear no man but I laugh for one time

all this talk saying this and that man smoke ur bruddah like piff or pack just wait ur turn whilst i spit this track man’s bleeding like he just ripped his scab just chop man’s stalk let’s name him jack jusy open his chest tryna get that cash

They want me dead and the feeling's mutual Don't catch feelings, we catch bodies Then it's back to business as usual (That's right) We took that nine-to-five That's hammer and nails, gotta drill this manual Step on the auto, shoot like Daniel Craig Yevz, that's 007 (That's gang) Broski's tapped, hе doubled his weapon I asked him why, said "Doublе the wetting" (Oh yeah) Lurk for a hour, gotta be patient Spot me a opp, get duppied in seconds (You know) Three man step, that's S x3 And it equals death, so keep it steppin' We the real steppers, steppers Broadday, Blitz, real kweffers The whole AGB done wet our wetters [Verse 2] Beat our skengs Them man beat their dead friends girls I'm glad that I ain't got deadbeat friends Beef can't end, ive them wounds that a nurse can't mend (That's right) Saw mum tryna make ends meet So I hit the bando, tryna make some cheese Got stuck in the trap like mice I'm smoking Mizz, they're smoking lighters (Haha) Is it a'ight if I don't wanna fuck tonight? Just give me top when I smoke this opp Don't ask "which one", 'cah bare got dropped Squeeze got chopped and Reckz got shot Bro beat shots and the head got knocked off She wan' play angel, I know she's not Two-two shots, now her head's on bop She a throat goat, I give neckshots She took my soul and I take souls too Opps and thots, both get backshots (No homo) Henny got me in a different mood Been money and beef since I was a yute (That's right) Now I'm trying to make it out with verses Tired of putting these pricks in hearses Action left his friend to get cabbaged Please don't talk 'bout purgers, purgers Two wrongs don't make a right But if I get it wrong, then I can't see right So gang went there and made him rest in peace Good news, made man sleep tight, good yutes Nowadays in bad disguise Streets, still do you know I am the truth? If you ain't put hands on a paigon yute Then don't talk drills in the booth Four-door stop, bare heartbeats drop Hop out the car like Jack in the box Remember first time, saw Jack in the pot See him disappear, come back as a rock 14 with a crack pack, that’s school of rock, no Jack Black (Gang) That's work in ass, no backpack Paul just picked up five, no Blackjack [Verse 3] In the A, I'm a king like Henry the VIII Tryna take heads off in Queens Play your cards right or you might get seen on your J's And left right there on the scene (On the scene) Ten man dash and nine did make it Bro dished corn and your broski ate it AGB or the 7's Probably both, 'cah it's all the same thing (Yeah) And you know we don't fuck with the 6 Say it three times, I don't fuck with Satan (Don't fuck with six) And when you wan' mention Camden Leave out the 5, 'cah they're disgraces Snitches, paigons Tryna find refuge in a police station (Fucking snitches) More than 4 got; Mizz got left on the pavement Free AR out the cages, gang (Free my fucking blooda) [Verse 3] Swung two times, but the first one aced it Bro too tapped, just carried on shaving We ain't your average paigon Shit's intense when you're beefing the Aigons Don't know what drugs he was taking He got got, now you're on medication (Still on the meds) Bro got shh and took a vacation Bro caught shh and took a vacation (Aye) [Outro] Free out our fucking niggas, innit You get man? AGB shit You get man? Fuck all the 5 Fuck the police Fuck the paigons Fuck anything P Bruskiii Ky You get me Gang, gang gang gang Soo-woo, woi woi woi Mizzy mixed this

Wenn du von unten bist Wirst du mich verstehen Paar Jungs holen sich Zeug Und verteilen in der Gegend Erste Liebe war geplant für das Leben Doch Es war nicht geplannt, den Verrat zu erleben Zu viel gegeben Nichts könnt mir fehlen Und der Lehrer brachte mir keine Lehre Führerscheinsperre Betäubte seelen Ich kannte keine Schule, ich war nur am fehlen Guck mal In der Nachbarschaft deckt mich meine Mama Sie will nicht das Leute denken ich wär motherfucker Sie hofft sie sehen mich als guten Junge Doch wie soll ich grade sein in diese jungle Lieber ein Dealer als ein Kunde Und somit steigen die Sünden Nein, ich kenn mich nicht mit vielen Sachen aus Doch ich bin da wenn du was brauchst Wenn du bock hast ein zu Bauen Dann kannst du mir vertrauen

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@HeadieZero can u upload ginge sbg’s freestyles nd money freestyle for Rimzee challenge

Please, find some love and compassion in your heart, and do some NPK remixes

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Colddd ass beat

Who’s the original beat maker?

i drop gems like hard rain plus I got more kicks then Lu kang

Can you do fill it 2.0 instrumental pls

Bait road chinging, cars in traffic Don't give a fuck, I keep on stabbing Splashed up Squeeze and he turned spastic Shh turned pack and nothings happened Me and S got ZK's matching Not for fashion, just for splashin' I bucked Kash and left no scratches He backed two, still got patterned 28 grams get put in the 'Rex Shoutout H, he's a very good chef Nutty too fast, I ran out of breath If Reckz got caught then he would have been dead (he's lucky) Don't know what that fisherman hat is for Or how it's still on your head Shh got two in the head and neck Then got eight in the belly and chest Just had a mad argument with bae It would make my day if I catch my prey Five men up in a 4x4 If we buck at night then you won't see day Three in my pocket, two in the dots Passenger seat, just hope and pray Show no face and aim at faces Don't go Shop, cah it's not safe Active Gxng, we violent thugs We make them yutes lose pints of blood How many times I did man dirty? How many times I made them run? See, I ride like it's my job Two cars up, that's 9-to-5 They used to give me verbal I ain't heard nothin' since Mizz died (CeeMizz) Active Gxng, we beat corn, no respawn Get slayed by the zombie-knife We beat corn, they beat corn back We circle again, they run and hide (Bitch) Put two in the dots and grip it This one here ain't shooting pigeons Jump out gang with all my siblings Jump out bang or jump out swinging I love that chinging, ey Young boy wan' ride, I might just bring him Why did bro bro die by neeks He ain't no thug, he was in court singing Let's talk some facts, every opp I splashed More than 10, apart from Kash Do a drill, then bill up a CeeMizz pack Won't stop next day, attack Whip it, chop it, get gwaup in that trap 'til all of the pebs gone He got a neckshot, backshot, chestshot No barber when I cut though dreadlocks How many times I bore man's headtop And just hoped his fucking breath stopped He got bored at the bus stop Me and S were doing it non-stop

different climate as I start to write this starting to get difficult like life is, I pull from different sources but I ain’t never cited when they ask who made the paypers I can say that I did now I take it from potter like the elder wand directin the gang with a gold baton billboards playin a different song they never knew the type of raps that I put on Sea-town sleepin I hit back to back with all the heat I still stayed on track everybody sees life in white and black while i blend life to grayscale and make a stack see I came a long way from a suicide blade and a note by the pen to a smooth chrome plate used to spend every day in the streets n waste away now I sit back, relax, see my boys get paid cut the bottom out of the house of cards snap the string on the E of the black guitar jimi hendrix no limit watch my six take a sip and I’m right back out on my power trip in the booth cook it up like a burger and fries cant remember last time I had a gleam in my eyes started poppin pills despite mamas cries when I rap, time is still, it’s like it’s mesmerized ----- Can’t say that I miss the days that I had to pray, that my life would turn around and fade away now I’m kicking up dirt in a major way billboards gonna catch my name went from credit declined, man I couldn’t pay now I only eat steaks, sear the filet they was stakin my house, couldn’t leave in the day but my chamber is loaded, I just lock n spray pull up to spot and we get it cracking, better follow my lead ain’t no time for laggin keep it in my pants that’s why I ain’t saggin 24 is the year that my boys go back in 8 lamborghinis I don’t care if I crash(in) burn, lookin for a table to turn i got the keys to my mind and it’s makin you learn i never mute my mic so I know that I’m heard I get high to hide the pain that I feel every day I struggle to keep my dark thoughts at bay I trusted in god with all my faith but it shifted on me and blew up in my face now the whole worlds goin to listen to viral I’m still in the booth tryna think up a title lookin to get back on track in my cycle stayin true keepin blood close is my vital

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upload the beat for Carter Carti x Y.Bankz x YP x K6ix (Custom House x Y.ACG) - No Hook

where is this on spotifyyyy

Thanks for this upload, smooth 👍🏿🥶

What bpm is this?