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Say she loyal but she for the team 😁😁 20 thousand bussin out my jeans

Oooo aaaaa ohhhhh aaahhhh

Lyrics please

Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team D.A. got that dope, 'Geesy got that coke I'ma fuck her in her throat, hit it once, let it go I be buyin' out the store, choppa wit' a scope I want all the smoke, let a nigga come approach Why it's Gucci, Prada, bitch, you still rockin' Coach Bitch, I'm OTX gang, so you know I do the most Bitch, I'm rollin', rollin', rollin' off the jiggas Got my eyes wide open when I'm takin' naughty pictures I'm a six figure nigga, I'm 'bout to hit the seven Got the trap in the back, all the pills we be pressin' See my clothes is expensive, hoes say I'm impressive Gang in the back, lil' nigga, who you pressin'? Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team This yo' bitch? She the homie bitch On Instagram, we flex your homie shit I remember, I was broke as shit Now I got it, I'ma go wit' it Got the drank, nigga, pour it up Got yo' bitch and she goin' up Ain't no nigga wit' me hoein' up Hunnid shots, we gon' blow him up Talkin' cash, where your money at? Me and hoes done moved a hunnid packs Bring it back, that's 'bout a hunnid racks Then we pulled off in that Thundercat Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team D.A. got that dope!

Nice

Uh-oh ahhh

много нот пропущено

Damn, I can play this for 24 H, straight fire 💀.

0:06 Pewdiepie?

Где ты семпл взял?

This so Fire i love it on my AirPods Pro And This 🤤❤️‍🔥 This Bass

IFruit radion gta5 anyone?

. got that dope Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team D.A. got that dope, 'Geesy got that coke I'ma fuck her in her throat, hit it once, let it go I be buyin' out the store, choppa wit' a scope I want all the smoke, let a nigga come approach Why it's Gucci, Prada, bitch, you still rockin' Coach Bitch, I'm OTX gang, so you know I do the most Bitch, I'm rollin', rollin', rollin' off the jiggas Got my eyes wide open when I'm takin' naughty pictures I'm a six figure nigga, I'm 'bout to hit the seven Got the trap in the back, all the pills we be pressin' See my clothes is expensive, hoes say I'm impressive Gang in the back, lil' nigga, who you pressin'? Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team This yo' bitch? She the homie bitch On Instagram, we flex your homie shit I remember, I was broke as shit Now I got it, I'ma go wit' it Got the drank, nigga, pour it up Got yo' bitch and she goin' up Ain't no nigga wit' me hoein' up Hunnid shots, we gon' blow him up Talkin' cash, where your money at? Me and hoes done moved a hunnid packs Bring it back, that's 'bout a hunnid racks Then we pulled off in that Thundercat Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team Bleed the scene then I pop a bean Twenty thousand bustin' out my jeans Mike Amiris, I might do the wings Said she loyal but she do the team

[Strofa 1: MadMan] Il cazzo me lo scortifico (uh) Sei scarso, te lo notifico Salgo sul palco e pontifico Fumo aspettando il bonifico Sì, mi vorrebbero morto e sepolto, io mica li biasimo Guardo 'sto povero popolo stolto da sopra al patibolo Da quassù è tutto magnifico Non mi feriscono un minimo (nah) Tengo trent'anni, ne dimostro venti Perché sono morto da piccolo (ah) Ecco perché sono meglio degli altri Perché non mi fotte che dicono (ah) Ecco perché io ora sto sopra un'Audi Loro sopra qualche trabiccolo Non vanno manco se li spingono (vroom, M) Mignolo contro lo spigolo (ya) Flow velenoso maligno, Lucignolo Giro con 2P e Lucifero (ya) Parlo più o meno due lingue, bro Più qualche dialetto indigeno Sono il terrone il più grosso di tutti Ma proprio di tutti, fra', Canavacciuolo Lo Cicero Santo Padre sopra l'astronave (ehi) Quattro frate' con me, fra', conclave (ehi) Scrivo un manifesto, non ricordo il testo Ma "magari muori adesso" è un passo chiave (ahahah) Ho sofferto e mi sono evoluto Sono Kevin Wendell Crumb, un pazzo cane Mi potete solamente spazzolare Vi rapisco e gioco a Dio in un casolare Strofa 2: Mostro] Tanto siete solo casi umani Vi ucciderò in maniera casuale Ti sfondo il culo con amore, baby Vedi questo è un mio delitto passionale Siete pussy e gattonate Non sono rime, sono mattonate Hai provato con il rap? Io mi sono fatto una carriera, tu ti sei fatto male Faccio un nuovo disco Ed ogni volta questo che sparisce (puff) A me sai che me ne importa Sono Jordan che ritorna col 45 (uoh) Il basso pompa più della tua troia Questa roba senti bene come spinge Ho visto il tuo nuovo video Beh, mi spiace, ma per me è soltanto cringe Ho sentito pure il disco (eh) Frate', che vuoi che ti dica? (uh) Sarò io che non capisco (boh) Forse perché a me piace la fica (uoh, uoh) Sai, nessuno mi ha mai dato una mano Ma mi dicevano soltanto Che non sarei mai andato lontano Qualche disco d'oro dopo posso constatare Che in fondo potete solo continuare a succhiarmelo piano Cresciuto senza Dio, nessuna luce sulla via L'unica cosa in cui credo è che Provare a fottermi sia una follia (amen) Non puoi pensare di fermare il diavolo Con un professore di teologia È come mettere la mia depressione cronica Con la tua cherofobia (biatch)

Trying to think what lyrics to another song would work on this

slow slow it down down

Germany Underground Rap rewind freestyle bigup BOMBOCLAAT

I love this sh#t brooooooo

Thx for uploading. If you have time come watch my cover of The Lumineers - I'm a singer/songwriter and think you may dig my sound. Really appreciate it!

pain

Prod. Leo made it better

Can someone comment the link to this song but not the instrumentals only the words, I can't find it anywhere.

Good ReMake!

Maybie this cure my depresión

Hi have blessed jesus

how it's made

soundcloud.com/user-725653775-583692380/greasy-wrist-wings

🔥🔥🔥

The beat is missing something. Like you forgot to add the 1 part in.

What a party looks like when u BLAST THIS

Mix was too clean on this 🔥🔥

He forgot nick mira helped aswell

What type beat is this?

Lit 🔥🔥

I'm shy to rap all the time

Sippin on my protein feel like I’m still 14 just me an my team 2 millions views that’s me on live stream fade cut stay clean chase dream bike riding letting out some steam money eyes green

That beat tho💥⛈💰💎🔫💯

Those drums hit hella hard bro fr! Love this beat overall, nice work! Subbed Don!

Yeah (FreshDuzIt) Yeah Huh, huh, huh I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit (yeah) Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit (they ain't stoppin' shit) Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick (yeah) Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I'm a cockpit Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shots I be swimmin' wit' the sharks, lil nigga you a lobster (lobster) Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta (some pasta) And shout out to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas (yeah, yeah, gratt) My niggas trappin' out the bando (huh), shoutout to the Migos (the Migos) If a nigga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole (yeah, yeah, gratt) The trap always open, bitch we ain't never closed (never closed) We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos Step one, step two, do my dance in this bitch (huh, huh) Got a hunnid some' drums like a band in this bitch (bap, bap, bap, bap) Mane she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit Hoe shut the fuck up and jus' gag on this dick I'm a side nigga, and I love when she swallow (yeah) If a nigga say something, hit him wit' a hollow That glizzy (yeah), knock ya meat out ya taco Flexin' on ya bitch, they call me Johnny Bravo (bap, bap, bap, bap, bap) School of hard knocks, let me take you to class (yeah) My bitch is real skinny but she got a lot of ass (huh, huh, yeah, yeah) I love counting money, I get a lot of cash If you try to take it from me, his toe gon' have a tag I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick Flyest nigga in the game, (bitch) yeah, I'm a cockpit Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shots I be swimmin' wit' the sharks, lil nigga you a lobster Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta And shout out to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas All up in the party (yeah), you know we keep them carbons Bring a nigga chills like I work at Baskin-Robbins ('Robbins) I love Batman, but a young nigga robbin' Firework show, 'cause my niggas get to sparklin' I'm a hot head, I'll crash any second (huh, huh, yeah) He speakin' on who? Send his bitch ass to heaven (who?) Extended clips, when we tote them Mac-11's (yeah, yeah, uh huh) My niggas they be crippin', they be screamin' out them seven's (yea, huh, crip) Why you investigating me? 'Cause I don't know a thing And I'ma always keep a solid, I'll never sang (no no) You know I'm Shotta Fam, always gotta rep the gang (Shotta) He kept on dissin' so a nigga had to snatch his brain Huh Had to snatch his brain (had to snatch that nigga brain) Huh I had to snatch his brain (had to snatch that nigga brain) Yeah I had to make it rain (make that motha fucka rain) Yeah

U blessed me bro ❌🧢

Listen to Camelot Freestyle (Dipped in gold) by Kleone' & Queen Huncho on #SoundCloud soundcloud.com/kleone-queen-huncho/camelot-freestyle-nle-choppa

wow

I want this in my Spotify

0:06 That kinda sounds like Pewdiepie 😂😂

Oh damn I like this man keep it up🙌 subbed

crazyy!!🥵🥵🔥 new sub

Yo G you got IG

Travis Scott would kill this 🔥🔥

Keep it up!

Damn that spinz 808 is on steroids. How did you process it