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This deserves more views n like❤

the difference in expertise, between choppa, and kai, is crazy…… this version certified. 💯

baby keem's verse was dogshit, i can handle ISIS gore execution videos, but not his verse, thank god i found out im not the only one who feels like his verse ruined the song

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doing god’s work! keem ruined the official version smh

imop bester song von ufo

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[Intro: Travis Scott & Donda West] That she wrote, "Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress-Toward" Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers The self-soilers, the harmony-hushers Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night Serve, flex, I do work (Work) Six, I'm like Mike He's out of sight, woo You done got me piped Two-man like Ike Six out the spot (Uh, uh) Into the night [Verse 1: Travis Scott & Kanye West] Yeah, I'm shakin' the drop (Drop) I'm still up on top (Aight) I been had the bop The devil my opp, can't pay me to stop (It's lit) My God at the top (La Flame) [Chorus: Kanye West & Donda West] We gon' praise our way out the grave, dawg Livin', speakin', praise God Walkin' out the graveyard back to life I serve, follow your word, see with new sight, into the night (Hey) [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Kanye West] Yeah, this life I'm livin' (I'm livin') All the advice been tipped in (That thang) Gave me that grip, no slippin' (That grip) Out of my mind, went trippin' (My mind) Tell me take two when I'm on one (I'm on) That lookout like no one Kept it real tight like your son (Your son) Yeah (La Flame) [Chorus: Kanye West & Donda West] We gon' praise our way out the grave, dawg Livin', speakin', praise God Walkin' out the graveyard back to life I serve, follow your word, see with new sight, into the night

Baby keem fucked this song so hard.

Mhm, yeah Mhm, yeah Lift me up, lift me up Hallelujah (Hallelujah) Yeah, lift me up, lift me up Hallelujah, okay (Lord, lift me up) Half a mill' posted in Bel Air lobby Yeah, fuckin' with a star, think she somebody I like her real sweet thotty and a little snobby I like the rapper gettin' h-, just my real hobby Yeah, money and the chase, chasin' don't stop it I need the gross, same number as the profit She want a nigga who gon' lock her, got a lot of options How she fallin' in love, I ain't even pop yet? (Bro) I pay extra for the big body (body) I'm a cold ass nigga, need a hot toddy (toddy) Bless me, got the money runnin' And that chain on my neck, I got chills from it Prayed it up (up), you slept on me but I waited up (up) Lookin' at me crazy like I made it up (up) Praise hands to me 'cause I'm way up, up (Lord, lift me up) Lift me up, lift me up, got the engine in trunk I need hunnid on two and I need one on the pump Second to none and I'm Neo, the one Your, your life just begun and I do this for fun Fakin' that flex on the 'Gram, nigga, stop it You took my style, had a baby, adopted it Why would I lie when it's facts that you copied it? Heard your new shit, floppy this (bro) I pay extra for the big body (body) I'm a cold ass nigga, need a hot toddy (toddy) Bless me, got the money runnin' And that chain on my neck, I got chills from it Prayed it up (up), you slept on me but I waited up (up) Lookin' at me crazy like I made it up (up) Praise hands to me 'cause I'm- (Lord, lift me up) Lift me up, lift me up, ultrabeam on the watch High speed in the drop, and her hand on my crotch Yes, sweepstake shawty, she could win the jackpot Yeah, straight to the top, man, that pussy top notch For certified banger, last ten summers Do what I want, I can have if I want her Yeah, I might like but I don't really love her These hoes ain't loyal, gotta use a rubber (bro) I pay extra for the big body (body) I'm a cold ass nigga, need a hot toddy (toddy) Bless me, got the money runnin' And that chain on my neck, I got chills from it Prayed it up (up), you slept on me but I waited up (up) Lookin' at me crazy like I made it up (up) Praise hands to me 'cause I'm way up, up (Lord, lift me up) Lift me up, lift me up (Lift me up, lift me up), yeah Lift me up, lift me up (Lift me up, lift me up), yeah Lift me up, lift me up (Lift me up, lift me up), yeah Lift me up, lift me up (Hallelujah) Lord, lift me up Hallelujah, Hallelujah Lord, lift me up

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yo, yo para gelir para gider karı gelir para gider karı gider para gelir, uh, yoh, yeah, uh işin özeti bu money, money, uh kızın özeti bu, honey, honey, uh kolda patek vede rollie, rollie, uh tic tac vakit, nakit tabi, vakit nakit tabi, yeah, uh arabam range rover, uh kalktım yine hangover, uh, skrtt baddays over bu yüzden sürtüğe "come over", uh vizyonuma yetişemez loser, uh soframızda yemekler hazır, skrtt kazandığın paraylamı, adam, oldun ama sürtüğün bi çobanın yanında daha iyi durur, uh uh, yeah, uh, uh tepkim genelde size sadece "skrtt" bir çoğunuz yaptığı olamadı rap veya trap ama alıyonuz ödüleri wack, wack, wack sesiniz kulağımda ördek gibi "wag" hani bana hani bana berke bi yak dön sağdan sola bi tat ama malları saklamam hepsini sat

גבר על הביטים כמו חמאס מחורר חשבת אתה גבר התחלת לדבר בווצאפ דיברת לאן אתה ממהר באולפן כאן זה חם ואני נותן תן שעון רולקס כמו בן טן כיוונתי לראש לא לבטן באדמן בא בלילות כמו באטמן נשאר פה פוראבר וזה הנקסט לבל המילים שלי טייט כי קשרתי בחבל עושה פה הימור כי המשחק זה קצת גמבל גבר אמרת גרוע אתה קצת טמבל חברה דיברתם עליי אז שיניתי תמלל חשבתי תה גבר דיברת עכשיו מגן עדן לזבל גבר לא חבר.שך אתה כמו טבל לא מעשן את הפייסל תן לי בקבוק של ערק מרגיש פה באייפל המילים שלי מתוקות כמו באפל נותן פה תפאפ פס באנו לפארק כי דיברת כמו גאנגסטר אין חזור אז מלכין מארגן את הסנגר מהיר כמו קנטה הקהל פה שואל מופ מזה בואנה מופ אתה הולך להיות ראפר

i'ts funny that people are asking where is tame impala in the song, but he said that tame impala still outside

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Ja, so viele Girls, Dicka, Playboy-Mansion (ja) Raf Simons mein Fit, sitz' im Designer Sessel (Raf) Ja, den ganzen Rappern, Dicka, fehlt es an Passion (ja) Lupenreine Baguettis, ja, in meinem Bezel (ja) Meine neue Patek, Dicka, straight aus Genf (Genf) Trag' so viele Brands, Dicka, die du nicht kennst (ja) Ja, so hohe Zahlen, Dicka, die du nicht kennst (ah)ja, so viele Girls, Dicka, Playboy-Mansion (ja) Sitze grad am Strand, ja, im Givenchy Hemd (ihr wisst Bescheid) Prada schickt mir Schuhe, ja, als hätte ich B-Day So viel Eis auf meiner Haut, sie denkt wir fahren heute Ski, ey Flaschen Dom P., Meine Cola, nie wieder Freeway (Dom P.) Kreditkarten ohne Limit, nie wieder Prepaid (ja) Chrome Hearts Jeans, Dicka, custom made (Chrome Hearts) Ich quatsch' nicht viel, nein, ich hustle straight (ja) Kaufe neue Diamonds und ich pack' sie ins Safe (ja) Ja, ich stapel' so viel Mios, doch ich mach kein Break (nein) Mein Money macht Flips Ihr wisst Bescheid Mein Money macht Flips (ihr wisst Bescheid) Schuhe sind Raf (stay high) 100K, mein Fit (ja) Chanel-store, ich zahle in Cash (ja, ja) Gt2, ja, Race-Cars (wuh) Alle Bills sind gepaid, ja (wuh, ihr wisst Bescheid) Stay high, selfmade, ja (wuh), ja Immer noch kein Major Mein Schmuck, Dicka, alles certified (certified) Keiner catcht die Wave, die ich surfe, nein (Surf) In-n-out, Dicka, gib mir curly Fries (In-N-Out) Wache auf, another Day in Paradise Wache auf, ja, zehn Girls in mein'n Bed Deine Bitch will zu mir, als wär' ich Barry White (ja) Zu viel Drugs, ja, sie ist paralized (ja) Stay high, Dicka, wie ein Satellite Mein Money macht Flips Ich liebe dich Ufo Ich liebe deine Autos, dein Geld, dein Schmuck Einfach alles an dir Mein Money macht Flips (ihr wisst Bescheid) Schuhe sind Raf (Stay high) 100K, mein Fit (ja) Chanel-store, ich zahle in Cash (ja, ja) Gt2, ja, Race-Cars (wuh) Alle Bills sind gepaid, ja (wuh, ihr wisst Bescheid) Stay high, selfmade, ja (wuh), ja Immer noch kein Major (mein Money macht Flips) Hätte nie gedacht, dass ich all das alleine schaffe (ja) Ja, so viele Alben in so einer Zeitspanne (ah) Kenn' noch Zeiten, wo ich nicht mal was von Nike hatte (nichts) Heute fünfzigtausend Kiddies in 'ner Stay high-jacke (stay high) Dior und Balmain, ja, sie schicken mir jetzt Samples (ja) Und die Porsche-Leute sagen: „Ufo, eröffne mal ein Rental“ So viel Ringe voller Steine, ja, ich bräuchte noch mehr Hände (ja) Nein, ich brauche kein Security, mein Magazin extended (brrt) Früher nur am rumhängen vom Schlesi bis zum Kotti (Kotti) Stundenlang im Waschsalon, Dicka, für meine Laundry (ja) Jetzt bringen sie mir die Wäsche, durch ein'n Anruf an die Lobby (brrt) Jetzt Mios für ein Album, ja, Destroy All Copies (ja, ja) Kronleuchter und Kerzen, ich trinke an meiner Tafel (Ihr wisst Bescheid) Nur ausgewählte Leute, Dicka, sprechen meine Sprache (ja) Neueste Season Bottega, nein, kein Versace (Bottega) Auf einmal wollen es alle haben, weil ich's einmal trage (ja) Ja, stay high (high, high, high, high, high, high, high, high)

Love it

They were talking about covid when I heard of the news I started sipping a remedy

[Verse 1: Offset] The bag is right there, go get it Them baguettes right there, two-fifty Hundred thousand, five hundred, the midget I was racking my gun in the kitchen On the low we fuckin' your bitches Wipe his nose but no, not a tissue Bullet hole, the switch got a .50 Wrist is cold you'd think it was Christmas Nigga, know that it's up Fuckin' that bitch in the back of the Maybach I told her to put the seat up I'm not gon' go to the internet I'm 'bout that action, it's time to meet up Broke niggas know we not into that, go get some bigger racks Time to eat up Call my young nigga he spinnin' that He want some stripes with the gang, Adidas [Verse 2: Takeoff] My bad, I forgot to mention Through the pandemic, we was still runnin' up chicken Whippin' that shit in the kitchen You make a mention, a ticket'll make you go missing Don't do the sneak dissin' I'm startin' to think niggas wear panties You niggas some bitches While you niggas run out of money My niggas gon' get it 'cause everyday government print it How you gon' get it? Just send me the addy my niggas will ship it A million, twenty's and fifty's and hundreds sittin' on the floor, look how I swim in it Don't wanna get popped, don't open your top You better move militant They talkin' about Covid, when I heard the news, I started sippin' the remedy If I gotta an opp and you say you my brother, then they better be your enemy I'm takin' them back to the bando way back when the nigga was breaking and enterin' Stay with the tree like a timberland Lady Gaga and that Kimberly Capital J, don't be snitching These niggas be snitching they actin' real [Verse 3: Quavo] It's time to move righteous, I'm movin' precisely I looked at my schedule, no time for no wifey Hit it like crap of the seal of trick dicin' Hit double tappin', you niggas gon' like it It's just lil a post, you niggas ain't pipin' Fittin' in the strap in the Cinnabon bite Baguettes in the cross, I done iced out Christ I put it on God, I put it on life Three wheels pullin' out the parking lot, bitch And I'm looking like I'm ridin' on a goddam tricycle Nigga ain't nothin' to get popped, it's simple Bitch, I'm settin' up shop in the middle I'm having credentials You a dud, I had to go shrimp 'em Breakin' buds, I had to go trim 'em I ain't wanna kill 'em so I dipped 'em, uh Mama, she said "Just lay in the bed if niggas ain't got no pots to piss in" Back in the day, I was having the Ac' Young niggas killing their kidneys off Driz Straight out the mud, then show 'em the wrist My diamonds hit, these bitches flinch I put this shit on now I drip and I drench Finessing the bag like the Grinch

Different

Wer ist Walter Wild verdammt nochmal?!!!!!

Banger

Aye Aye

I don’t want anyone that actually loves their fake family and fake friends

The harp at the beginning sounds so heavenly

So gooooooodddddd

küss mich

L version

Bout to snap on this 😈

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Is this just a made up instrumental or is this a song ?

Damn every 1/4 count the 808 isn’t clipped properly. It sounds very messed up it’s ruining the great job you did.

this is a whole vibe

This is hard, fam!

“Yea go get it that baggage right there 250”

Perfect 🔥

Fiiyaa

thank u!

This ain’t even slowed lol

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Thx

No sé quiénes son pero como es un canal que empieza ahí está mi like

hübsche jungs

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Crazy

shit goes haaaaaaaard 🔥🔥

I’m not gone lie Kai’s part was way Better than expected with the fact he doesn’t rap as a profession but NLE set this song offff🔥

Badaba badaba boom abadaba boom abadaba beem i need a new girl my old one was mean

I'll never forgive keem for ruining what it should be one of the best songs on the album