O Sige oras na para turuan ka ng lesson 0 fucking question here's mothefucka session Ulo ulo lang wag kasama kasama katawan pag kasama katawan baka di na manlaban o sige ipasa mo na yan akin ng iloloadan parang batang ramadan na bumalik sa sipunan. kaya huwag nang mailang pag nilabas na ang bomb kaya tara at simulan na tayo ay lilipad na

U did good $lick

THIS SONG NEVER GETS OLD NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES U PLAY IT THIS BEAT IS LIKE A DRUGGG

I havent rapped in 12 years. Hearing a beat like this make a mf wanna go off tho

Insanely fire

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Love how raw this one is

Movie name?

This is clearly not instrumental, take away the makin it rich

Man fumando mi cripi and the kracken No hay novedades Prefiero no hablar la verdad Que no encuentro palabras precisas Las voy descifrar Como a tu mente mi baby Estoy más que ready Puesto pa disparar La sangre en el piso y en mi paladar La magia recorriendo toda mi piel, red de conexiones Nose lo que piensan yo sigo buscando más de mil opciones Sufriendo y llorando por dentro nunca me han visto todos estos kabrones

Te falto agregarle el solo

The beat is oddly chill asf

Hold tight, (you did good, $lick) hold tight (it's a Smash) I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Yo, light that cigarette, I'm trippin' Ash it on my bitches Taking my dose, I never skip it Still in my hood, a pistol gripping Still got a hundred blunts Got that Bape up in my cup Stay with a bitch in the cut Who stay with my dick in her guts Wetto the King of the Grey Self park, I don't fuck with the valet, sheesh Private jet, fuck a delay Went to Paris and back in a day Okay, no, I'm never okay Bitch, stop asking Came up, supported my family Just for that, they should give me a Grammy, uh Running and ducking the slammer Thinking 'bout cocking the hammer The lights, the glitter, the glamor None of this shit even matters None of this shit make me happy Wound up in rehab instead of a casket Locking me up and they had the rooms padded Made a straight jacket my fashion Ruby da Motherfucker Grim reaping, I'm undercover Soul seeking, I found another bitch Who's thinking that I'm her lover, no Reason I keep on shrugging Blunt is cashed, let's keep 'em coming Only weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destruction I'm a pro at self-doubt, but I doubt I'll ever know That these bitches want me to fly 'em out Just because I upped the glow All these fuckboys wanna be me, but they keep it on the low And talk shit about me and my cousin While we're thumbing through our dough All this fame is such a curse, sometimes I wish I was a ghost Watch me raise the fucking dead next time I'm on stage at a show Haunted, haunted, haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted, haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted, I can't escape my mind It's like I'm doing time, all the time Exhausted, lost it, just one little line Have this talk with God all the time, yeah Haunted, haunted, I can't escape my mind It's like I'm doing time all the time Exhausted, lost it, just one little line Have this talk with God all the time, yeah Traducir al español

Can I use this beat for my KZfaq content? I’ll give credit.

This beat thooo 🖤

Omg thank you for the instrumental🙌🏽🔥

Im interested in this beat

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, wet (Wetto!) I got the Glock in my yoga pants Fucking that bitch in a yoga stance Swangin' that K with an open stance Loaded from smoking that opium Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in All of my walls, they closing in 51-50, they tryna come get me Just minding my business and moseying Matte black, smokin' packs Panic attacks, back to back Xanax on my lap, debating (hmm) Should I relapse? But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout I just wanna put it up in her mouth Pimping up in my blood, what's up cuz? Thuggin' that dirty South Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey 59 Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side $licky pull up in a quarter mill' and slaughter up your daughter Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk, he drive on water (ay!) Any time, any place, any hood, any state Good 'til it fuckin' ain't, Woods to the fucking face Ridin' with my baby Sage, lines on expensive plates Tears on my diamond chains, stoic, never looking phased Poet when I'm spitting game (game) Show me how that pussy shaved (shaved) Dosage climbin' with my shame (shame) Mama crying for my pain (pain) Will they ever understand? Can I even help my dad? Money fuckin' up my fam' Givin' until there's nothing left Pulling up in that latest (damn!) Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends Hoe we just fucking, I don't date fans I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans Went to my hood and I copped some land Blowing through money like Democrats Two-step on the IRS, fuck a tax Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, I don't know There's a fine line between me and you The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and prolly puke Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through But I'm still shinin', baby girl wildin' Catch me ridin' by with that look in my eyes Palms start to sweat, by the way I'm grippin' my nine Yeah, I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height Standin' tall over my grave Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste Lil' shawty wanna marry me, I said, "You're better off in debt!" If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget German whips and private jets, private beaches to access Fuck on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat I ride for my family, that's Grey 59 Try and be all I can be, and I waste my time On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blind

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, wet (Wetto!) I got the Glock in my yoga pants Fucking that bitch in a yoga stance Swangin' that K with an open stance Loaded from smoking that opium Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in All of my walls, they closing in 51-50, they tryna come get me Just minding my business and moseying Matte black, smokin' packs Panic attacks, back to back Xanax on my lap, debating (hmm) Should I relapse? But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout I just wanna put it up in her mouth Pimping up in my blood, what's up cuz? Thuggin' that dirty South Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey 59 Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side $licky pull up in a quarter mill' and slaughter up your daughter Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk, he drive on water (ay!) Any time, any place, any hood, any state Good 'til it fuckin' ain't, Woods to the fucking face Ridin' with my baby Sage, lines on expensive plates Tears on my diamond chains, stoic, never looking phased Poet when I'm spitting game (game) Show me how that pussy shaved (shaved) Dosage climbin' with my shame (shame) Mama crying for my pain (pain) Will they ever understand? Can I even help my dad? Money fuckin' up my fam' Givin' until there's nothing left Pulling up in that latest (damn!) Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends Hoe we just fucking, I don't date fans I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans Went to my hood and I copped some land Blowing through money like Democrats Two-step on the IRS, fuck a tax Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, I don't know There's a fine line between me and you The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and prolly puke Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through But I'm still shinin', baby girl wildin' Catch me ridin' by with that look in my eyes Palms start to sweat, by the way I'm grippin' my nine Yeah, I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height Standin' tall over my grave Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste Lil' shawty wanna marry me, I said, "You're better off in debt!" If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget German whips and private jets, private beaches to access Fuck on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat I ride for my family, that's Grey 59 Try and be all I can be, and I waste my time On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blind

Can i use the beat 4 free

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Hold tight, (you did good, $lick) hold tight (it's a Smash) I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Yo, light that cigarette, I'm trippin' Ash it on my bitches Taking my dose, I never skip it Still in my hood, a pistol gripping Still got a hundred blunts Got that Bape up in my cup Stay with a bitch in the cut Who stay with my dick in her guts Wetto the King of the Grey Self park, I don't fuck with the valet, sheesh Private jet, fuck a delay Went to Paris and back in a day Okay, no, I'm never okay Bitch, stop asking Came up, supported my family Just for that, they should give me a Grammy, uh Running and ducking the slammer Thinking 'bout cocking the hammer The lights, the glitter, the glamor None of this shit even matters None of this shit make me happy Wound up in rehab instead of a casket Locking me up and they had the rooms padded Made a straight jacket my fashion Ruby da Motherfucker Grim reaping, I'm undercover Soul seeking, I found another bitch Who's thinking that I'm her lover, no Reason I keep on shrugging Blunt is cashed, let's keep 'em coming Only weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destruction I'm a pro at self-doubt, but I doubt I'll ever know That these bitches want me to fly 'em out Just because I upped the glow All these fuckboys wanna be me, but they keep it on the low And talk shit about me and my cousin While we're thumbing through our dough All this fame is such a curse, sometimes I wish I was a ghost Watch me raise the fucking dead next time I'm on stage at a show Haunted, haunted, haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted, haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted, I can't escape my mind It's like I'm doing time, all the time Exhausted, lost it, just one little line Have this talk with God all the time, yeah Haunted, haunted, I can't escape my mind It's like I'm doing time all the time Exhausted, lost it, just one little line Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

Hi, May I use this beat for my KZfaq content? I’ll give credit.

Love cutting up to this 🚀🚀❗️

NOTHING IS WASTED

the bass is off as fuck, how did you manage to fuck it up so much

1 año y cacho despues y sigo escuchando esta pieza brother

i gotta blow when i put on a show i gotta blow when i put on a show i gotta blow when i put on a show yeah... yeah... yeah... you be sniffing all that snow up with your nose, when i bleed its red like a rose you've seen my pros you've seen my lows damn imma need a new heart you tore that shit apart give me a new start might not be smart but i put the lyrics to the chart sitting in a curse now im on the mic spitting the verse only 21 tried too die walking around in this lie making me look to the sky me and my brother the ones who just sigh damn running thru the rain enough with the pain when i come out its dark go light a spark test me im the demon who make a mark just know its not about getting rich or being cool if you do your just a fool put your word out just gotta shout its ok child dont pout its the grey five nine the music that make you feel fine

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Adicted to this

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Classic beat for an even bigger cult movie. Donnie darko was released on Sept 11 2001, there’s a plane crash in the movie. So of course nobody went to see it.When we found it we watched at least once a week. Spooky they chose this movie.

:-)

Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, wet (Wetto!) I got the Glock in my yoga pants Fucking that bitch in a yoga stance Swangin' that K with an open stance Loaded from smoking that opium Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in All of my walls, they closing in 51-50, they tryna come get me Just minding my business and moseying Matte black, smokin' packs Panic attacks, back to back Xanax on my lap, debating (hmm) Should I relapse? But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout I just wanna put it up in her mouth Pimping up in my blood, what's up cuz? Thuggin' that dirty South Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey 59 Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side $licky pull up in a quarter mill' and slaughter up your daughter Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk, he drive on water (ay!) Any time, any place, any hood, any state Good 'til it fuckin' ain't, Woods to the fucking face Ridin' with my baby Sage, lines on expensive plates Tears on my diamond chains, stoic, never looking phased Poet when I'm spitting game (game) Show me how that pussy shaved (shaved) Dosage climbin' with my shame (shame) Mama crying for my pain (pain) Will they ever understand? Can I even help my dad? Money fuckin' up my fam' Givin' until there's nothing left Pulling up in that latest (damn!) Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends Hoe we just fucking, I don't date fans I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans Went to my hood and I copped some land Blowing through money like Democrats Two-step on the IRS, fuck a tax Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, I don't know There's a fine line between me and you The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and prolly puke Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through But I'm still shinin', baby girl wildin' Catch me ridin' by with that look in my eyes Palms start to sweat, by the way I'm grippin' my nine Yeah, I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height Standin' tall over my grave Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste Lil' shawty wanna marry me, I said, "You're better off in debt!" If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget German whips and private jets, private beaches to access Fuck on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat I ride for my family, that's Grey 59 Try and be all I can be, and I waste my time On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blind

where’s the sample from?

Dislike porque al wey no le gusta el pib

pero ponle una foto bonita ulisex, me da miedo

Bro why is the ending of the song the start of regular show lol😂

Souvent rattrapé par mes problèmes On m’a reproché bien trop souvent d’être honnête Mais j’suis lmeme qu’hier Le même qudans la cours du collège Même si j’ai bien vrillé J’touche toujours du bois pas dpapiller Y’a 6 mois j’me revoyais appuyer

You did good $lick Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wet, Wet, Wet, Wet, Wet, Wet, Wet I got the Glock in my yoga pants Fucking that bitch in a yoga stance Swanging that K in an open stance Loaded from smoking that opium Stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in All of my walls they closing in 5150 They tryna come get me Just minding my business and moseying Matte black Smoking packs Panic attacks back to back Xanax on my lap debating Should I relapse? But back to the hoe I was talking bout I just wanna put it up in her mouth Pimping up in my blood Wassup cause? Thuggin that dirty south Four letter Two numbers bitch GREY*59 Three fingers in the air Main bitch by my side Slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter Young Jesus with them forgi wheels Don't walk he drive on water Anytime, anyplace Any hood, any state Good til I fucking ain't Woods to the fucking face Riding with my baby Sage Lines on expensive plates Tears on my diamond chains Stoic never looking phased Poet when I'm spitting game Show me how that pussy shaved Dosage climbing with my shame Mama crying for my pain Will they ever understand? Can I even help my dad? Money fucking up my fam Giving until there's nothing left Pulling up in that latest "damn!" Chopper stay on me Don't need no hands Prefer to be lonely Don't need no friends Hoe we just fucking I don't date fans I'm with my cousin and talking plans Went to my hood and copped some land Blowing through my money like democrats 2 step on the IRS fuck a tax Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt I'm 31 Still don't know how to take care of myself Honestly I'm scared that I might melt Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt I don't know There's a fine line between me and you The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and prolly puke Dodge and juke all the bullshit ya'll try and put me through But I'm shining Babygirl wylin Catch me riding by with that look in my eyes Palm starts to sweat by the way I'm gripping my 9 Yeah I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height Standing tall over my grave Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made I can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste Just ain't my taste Just ain't my taste Lil shawty wanna marry me I said "you're better off in debt" If it didn't work out, baby, I'd be real hard to forget Germans whips and private jets Private beaches to access Fuck on me, baby I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat I ride for my family that's GREY*59 Try and be all I can be and not waste my time On the brink of insanity I can't make up my mind Yeah I battle my vanite and think I'm blind Four letter Two numbers bitch GREY*59 Three fingers in the air Three fingers in the air Four letter Two numbers bitch GREY*59 Three fingers in the air Three fingers in the air I ride for my family that's GREY*59 I ride for my family that's GREY*59 Try and be all I can be and not waste my time Try and be all I can be and not waste my time

[Verse 1: Romeo da Black Rose] Take me home Take me home, it's the one place I can rest in peace Turn off my phone So many messages I wish I could just delete Questioning my existence (Existence) Questioning my decisions (Decisions) Burning down all the bridges (Bridges) Dig a moat, now I'm finished Sorry, don't want you to visit, no No One last pic and I'll be gone Make it count, put the flash on Never really felt like I belonged So I'll be on my way and I won't be long I'll be dead by dawn I'll be dead by dawn I'll be dead by dawn I'll be dead by dawn [Verse 2: Lil' Dark] Scrolling through my texts Shit I left unread Never tryna deal with that There's bliss up in my ignorance Ten dope dealers Ex want me to see her Can't trust her, don't believe her Reply, turn into a needle, yeah Don't wanna do it again Got shit I'm not tryna relive Head fucked up and I'm sick These old habits will kill me quick Quicker than I can blink Quicker than I could think Lift me up, don't want to sink Pour me up, I need a drink What the fuck do I do When sabotage is all I know? Oh I done dug myself My own grave in this hole, oh, more, woah Kill me slow, slow Curtains closed low Fuck, I don't see what's the point of going on, no

Hold tight, (You did good, $lick) hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Hold tight, hold tight I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine Yo light that cigarette I'm tripping Ash it on my bitches Taking my dose I never skip it Still in my hood up pistol gripping Still got 100 blunts Got that bape up in my cup Stay with a bitch in the cut who stay with my dick in her guts Wetto the king of the GREY Self park I don't fuck with valet Sheesh Private jet fuck a delay Went to Paris and back in a day Okay No I'm never okay Bitch stop asking Came up and supported my family Just for that they should give me a Grammy Running and ducking the slammer Thinking bot cocking the hammer The lights the glitter the glamour None of this shit even matters None of this shit made me happy Wound up in rehab instead of a casket Locking me up and they had the rooms padded Made a straight jacket my fashion Ruby that motherfucker Grim reaping I'm undercover Soul seeking I found another bitch who's thinking that I'm her lover No Reason I keep on shrugging Blunt is cashed let's keep 'em coming Only weed keeps me from bugging and from seeking out more destruction I'm a pro at self doubt but I doubt I'll ever know That these bitches want me to fly 'em out all because I upped the glow All these fuckbois wanna be me but they keep it on the low And talk shit about me and my cousin while we're thumbing through our dough All this fame is such a curse sometimes I wish I was a ghost Watch me raise the fucking dead next time I'm on stage at a show Haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted Haunted, haunted I can't escape my mind It's like I'm doing time all the time Exhausted, lost it Just one little line Have this talk with God all the time, yeah Haunted, haunted I can't escape my mind It's like I'm doing time all the time Exhausted, lost it Just one little line Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

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Eh ehe he hee he he hit tha ita doe

i love donnie darko this is fire 🔥 ❤

Jesus love you so much

is this the version that’s floating around tiktok/ig just pitched up and little faster? Bc ppl on there have been saying slowed and reverbed but it ain’t those

Hey homie! This rules could you send me a link for download?? Thank you!!

Love it

holy fuck this is good