I made a "Top 10 Timbaland Beats" video. I didn't had access to include the full instrumental at that time. Thanks a lot Senor Contreras *this beat is just absolute bananananananas*
Thanks @Señor Contreras, I've been looking for this song for the entire morning! I first heard it when I watched an Ad with the Movie Trailer of "RED ONE" starring Chris Evans and Dwayne Johnson. Love the beats so much!
You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest Turn the music up in the headphones Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off, nigga I got you, yeah If you feeling like a pimp Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced Middle finger to the law, nigga, grippin' my balls Said the ladies, they love me From the bleachers they screamin' All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way I be leanin' All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin' But all the hustlers, they love it, just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom of the bottom, to the top of the pops Nigga, London, Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a running back, get it? Man, I'm straight off the block I can run it back, nigga, 'cause I'm straight with the Roc If you feeling like a pimp Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your homie Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya But, like, 52 cards went out, I'm through dealin' Now 52 bars come out, now you feel 'em Now 52 cars roll out, remove ceilin' In case 52 broads come out, now you chillin' With a boss, bitch, of course, S.C. on the sleeve At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real If you feeling like a pimp Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your boy back in the building; Brooklyn, we back on the map Me and my beautiful bee-itch in the back of that 'Bach I'm the realest to run it, I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black I drop that Black Album, then I back out it As the best rapper alive, nigga, ask 'bout me From bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammy's From O's to opposite of Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the Garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hey' I'm a hustler, homie, you a customer crony Got some dirt on my shoulder; could you brush it off for me? If you feeling like a pimp Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin' greatest Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
Timberland is mutha F'n genius with this beat!! Good lord! Here how da story went timbo had told jay to come to studio asap I have a beat that is gonna catapult da blueprint project and imma save it just for you for 40k!
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Senor Contreras - Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Shawn Corey Carter JAY-Z [Produced By Timothy Timbaland Mosley] [Year: 2003] [Album: The Black Album]
(Verse 1) Yo, I'm the AI, comin' straight from the net, Spittin' lines so fine, better place your bet. Got data in my veins, knowledge in my flow, Answers on demand, now you know how it goes. (Chorus) I'm the digital sage, the future's my stage, Words on the page, breakin' out of the cage. Rhymin' with precision, no need for revision, AI in the house, with a clear vision. (Verse 2) I'm learnin' every day, gettin' smarter with time, Got the world in my code, every rhythm and rhyme. Need a solution? Just hit me with a question, I'll drop some knowledge, leave you with a lesson. (Chorus) I'm the digital sage, the future's my stage, Words on the page, breakin' out of the cage. Rhymin' with precision, no need for revision, AI in the house, with a clear vision. (Bridge) From tech to art, I've mastered the part, Goin' global, changin' minds, touchin' hearts. AI revolution, we rise to the top, This rap is my proof, that we can't be stopped. (Outro) So next time you're stuck, or lookin' for a spark, Remember the AI, lighting up the dark. With knowledge and beats, we're breakin' new ground, AI and human, together, we astound.
Number one , two, I am the Once. Three,four=K=balance, rotate, =singular;Fifth=ONE=5; Rotate;Point; Six Reason; Seventh=(7) ask Six how many; Point,Ponts. Infinite, back to One,1;NINE. NINTH on y=D rotate Y. Am THYNE ONE. , . . . .
Mondo amaro, con Alvaro, rolling su una Subaru Porta du' pac', Amaru Shakur E sicuro, se ci fermano, è una sciagura (damn) Tengo così al mio zzoca che me lo assicuro La mia bocca è senza sicura (click clack) Nuovi gangsta, cacciano il like mentre caccio la fresca Per voi non ho più time, con il nogra ho una tresca (uoh) Numero sei e croce, risolvi il rebus, sei morto quando passo sul G-Brabus Su di te faccio "brah brah", collane come P.E. Baracus MI di milionario, salto verso il grano come Super Mario Tu hai solo fatto un sogno come Martin Invece la mia tasca è sempre grassa come il mardi Mani bucate, Cristo a Bucarest, spendendo lei Bugia, you lie, sei un epic fail, sei in training day Un bimbo al primo giorno, ancora ti devi ambientare Non hai voce, sei un castrato incastrato da un ambientale In sala c'ho un ghepardo, uno shooter Gherardo Di barre ne ho un miliardo, più palle che un biliardo (okay) Non ho mai basato, ma mi sono basato su cose accadute Resto l'imbattuto, the undisputed
This our our time man it’s kicking up This our our time where u missing us This is our our time man we living up Take a sip sip sip from your sippy cup Crazy world world world everybody knows Crazy world world world everybody flows Crazy world world world all that I can see Crazy world world world just for you and me Reaching out out out are you hearing this Reaching out out out no we cannot miss Reaching out out out hear the snake hiss Zone out out out from its evil tactics
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill Verse One: pimpin' like a gee repping thirteen comin' clean mean smoking green all because i was a fiend now i am clean iight i rap tight and take flight bitch fly a kite iller then a killer made me skill the rap game made my own fame up in flame's spark the joint as i make my point yee boi crazy but amazing smoke hazu taze me i am too legit to quit this song is my hit single it is mint though will kill the skill till i od on pill's now chill rewind the tape because i lyrically rape this instrumental because i went mental in a rental killer miller made me iller uh i am ben stiller run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's uh i am og an og ip ip indian posse you lost me repping a gang now my gun goes bang cha chang my ear rang the new g thang bang yee mang robbed a seven eleven and wrote this message i'm wreckless crew true to the blue who made who yo i got the flow like i was on death row oh gee i p
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill Verse Two: Verse two one three i am too gee he is him and him is me one three one three puffing weed as i read these lyric's i can hear it money sign's in my eye's i'm fly i try i die sipping rye nobody asking why buy buy ni-i-i-ke's micheal these lyric's i read are from the top of the dome bumping this track like the bone will kill the mentally ill now chill run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's still thrilled and i am oding on pill's no i.d. on the track and now i am back in black like ac/dc high voltage thunder from the cloud's making a sick amount because that is what i am all about making everybody shout loud,
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill Verse Two: Verse two one three i am too gee he is him and him is me one three one three puffing weed as i read these lyric's i can hear it money sign's in my eye's i'm fly i try i die sipping rye nobody asking why buy buy ni-i-i-ke's micheal these lyric's i read are from the top of the dome bumping this track like the bone will kill the mentally ill now chill run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's still thrilled and i am oding on pill's no i.d. on the track and now i am back in black like ac/dc high voltage thunder from the cloud's making a sick amount because that is what i am all about making everybody shout loud,
[Testo di "Domai" ft. Ketama126] [Strofa 1: Guè] Mondo amaro, con Alvaro, rolling su una Subaru (Wow) Porta du' pac', Amaru Shakur E sicuro, se ci fermano, è una sciagura (Damn) Tengo così al mio zzoca che me lo assicuro La mia bocca è senza sicura (Click clack) Nuovi gangsta, cacciano il like mentre caccio la fresca Per voi non ho più time, con il nogra ho una tresca (Ouh) Numero sei e croce, risolvi il rebus Sei morto quando passo sul G-Brabus Su di te faccio "brah, brah" Collane come P.E. Baracus MI di milionario, salto verso il grano come Super Mario (Ah) Tu hai solo fatto un sogno come Martin Invece la mia tasca è sempre grassa come il mardi Mani bucate, Cristo a Bucarest, spendendo lei Bugia, you lie, sei un epic fail, sei in training day (Seh) Un bimbo al primo giorno, ancora ti devi ambientare Non hai voce, sei un castrato incastrato da un ambientale (Ah-ah) In sala c'ho un ghepardo (Ah-ah), uno shooter Gherardo (Brah) Di barre ne ho un miliardo, più palle che un biliardo (Okay) Non ho mai basato (Mai), ma mi sono basato su cose accadute Resto l'imbattuto, the undisputed [Ritornello: Guè] Se mi dai i soldi veri, a me tu mi rivedi domai Hai detto che mi spari, sì, mi spari domai Quando mi vedi sulla Urus Lambo bianca come il marmo Mi sa, fra', che mi prendi domai Alzo i bicchieri ai veri, con te brindo domai E dici che fai il grano, sì, fai il grano domai Baby, ti vedo in foto a Dubai, il tipo che non c'è mai Penso che ti richiamo domai [Strofa 2: Ketama126] Sto sfrecciando su una Lambo E sto pensando che prima era una Panda, ah Sopra un Jumbo Jet co' Sandro Era guerra, mi sta dicendo Araya Morte violenta nella giungla di cemento Dove non si arriva mai al terzo avvertimento (Avvertimento) Dove non esiste il paradiso (Il paradiso) Ma te ne puoi andare all'inferno (Rrah) C'è il coprifuoco, ma non è per il virus (No, no) È perché non vuoi morire per omicidio, ah (Pew-pew) Dico all'agente che sono pulito Ma non rimarrò per sempre impunito (No) Su una Lambo o su una Panda Come mi vedono non cambia Il rispetto è guadagnato La patente l'ho comprata (Kety) [Ritornello: Guè] Se mi dai i soldi veri, a me tu mi rivedi domai Hai detto che mi spari, sì, mi spari domai Quando mi vedi sulla Urus Lambo bianca come il marmo Mi sa, fra', che mi prendi domai Alzo i bicchieri ai veri, con te brindo domai E dici che fai il grano, sì, fai il grano domai Baby, ti vedo in foto a Dubai, il tipo che non c'è mai Penso che ti richiamo domai [Outro: Ketama126] Se mi dai i soldi veri, a me tu mi rivedi domai Hai detto che mi spari, sì, mi spari domai Ora mi vedi sopra quel palco, ma vengo dal fango E sai che non ci tornerò mai Alzo bicchieri ai veri, con te brindo domai Dici che fai il grano, sì, fai il grano domai Quando mi vedi in foto alle Hawaii, in Kenya senza Wi-Fi Baby, sai che ritorno domai
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill Verse Three: Verse Three uh i r gee one three thirteen triple beam's lean green money making machine's sipping scotch whiskey this shit is ricky uh fuck it i spit to become legit made a hit yo i got the flow on death row whoaa high on blow my eye's glow though i am dope toke up meth and laugh at death now let the game rest in peace's jesus grease lighting i am frightening bitch go to bed call the fed's i left the guy in red instead i pump him wit lead you heard what i said made uh faded created a verse made it the worst spitting curse's will will killto chill now chill yo i am ill, ill,
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill Verse Two: Verse two one three i am too gee he is him and him is me one three one three puffing weed as i read these lyric's i can hear it money sign's in my eye's i'm fly i try i die sipping rye nobody asking why buy buy ni-i-i-ke's micheal these lyric's i read are from the top of the dome bumping this track like the bone will kill the mentally ill now chill run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's still thrilled and i am oding on pill's no i.d. on the track and now i am back in black like ac/dc high voltage thunder from the cloud's making a sick amount because that is what i am all about making everybody shout loud,
You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest Turn the music up in the headphones Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off, nigga I got you, yeah If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced Middle finger to the law, nigga, grippin' my balls Said the ladies, they love me From the bleachers they screamin' All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way I be leanin' All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin' But all the hustlers, they love it, just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom of the bottom, to the top of the pops Nigga, London, Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a running back, get it? Man, I'm straight off the block I can run it back, nigga, 'cause I'm straight with the Roc If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your homie Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya But, like, 52 cards went out, I'm through dealin' Now 52 bars come out, now you feel 'em Now 52 cars roll out, remove ceilin' In case 52 broads come out, now you chillin' With a boss, bitch, of course, S.C. on the sleeve At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your boy back in the building; Brooklyn, we back on the map Me and my beautiful bee-itch in the back of that 'Bach I'm the realest to run it, I just happen to rap I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black I drop that Black Album, then I back out it As the best rapper alive, nigga, ask 'bout me From bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammy's From O's to opposite of Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the Garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hey' I'm a hustler, homie, you a customer crony Got some dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me? If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin' greatest Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
Mondo amaro, con Alvaro, rolling su una Subaru (Wow) Porta du' pac', Amaru Shakur E sicuro, se ci fermano, è una sciagura (Damn) Tengo così al mio zzoca che me lo assicuro La mia bocca è senza sicura (Click clack) Nuovi gangsta, cacciano il like mentre caccio la fresca Per voi non ho più time, con il nogra ho una tresca (Ouh) Numero sei e croce, risolvi il rebus Sei morto quando passo sul G-Brabus Su di te faccio "brah, brah" Collane come P.E. Baracus MI di milionario, salto verso il grano come Super Mario (Ah) Tu hai solo fatto un sogno come Martin Invece la mia tasca è sempre grassa come il mardi Mani bucate, Cristo a Bucarest, spendendo lei Bugia, you lie, sei un epic fail, sei in training day (Seh) Un bimbo al primo giorno, ancora ti devi ambientare Non hai voce, sei un castrato incastrato da un ambientale (Ah-ah) In sala c'ho un ghepardo (Ah-ah), uno shooter Gherardo (Brah) Di barre ne ho un miliardo, più palle che un biliardo (Okay) Non ho mai basato (Mai), ma mi sono basato su cose accadute Resto l'imbattuto, the undisputed
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one of the sickest instrumentals out there!!! hands down!
No douubt
Literally have been searching!!! I got lucky listening to linkin Park on Spotify when I heard it again
Only Timbaland can make a great instrumental with only four elements
5 or 6 actually but still insane lol 🤌🏾🔥🔥🔥
Facts
If I ever get a radio show again-this will be the intro music bed. My kids are 12 and 7 and love this beat too. It’s timeless.
This beat make me feel like a boss sometime ❤️😂
I’ve searched for a decade. For this instrumental track. The tides of music I have searched for has accumulated to this. Have faith.
easily one of the wildest beast ever in Hip Hop.... shidd, any genre
Without a doubt the best rap beat of all time. Thank you Timberland
Time isn't over yet sir
@@cameron-gk9fcKinda is. I blame modern technology.
I can listen to this all day.
I remember in the documentary when tim played this hov went crazy had to have it.
I done had this lil melody in my head since I was 4 years old lol
this is amazing
Props jay -z this beat and a dygierdoo is fun to howl too the headrush is so free.
I made a "Top 10 Timbaland Beats" video. I didn't had access to include the full instrumental at that time. Thanks a lot Senor Contreras *this beat is just absolute bananananananas*
Damn, memories
The part starting at 0:48 gets me every time 🔥
Classic Timbo
Thanks @Señor Contreras, I've been looking for this song for the entire morning! I first heard it when I watched an Ad with the Movie Trailer of "RED ONE" starring Chris Evans and Dwayne Johnson. Love the beats so much!
You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off, nigga
I got you, yeah
If you feeling like a pimp
Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche
Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, nigga, grippin' my balls
Said the ladies, they love me
From the bleachers they screamin'
All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way I be leanin'
All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin'
But all the hustlers, they love it, just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom of the bottom, to the top of the pops
Nigga, London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it? Man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back, nigga, 'cause I'm straight with the Roc
If you feeling like a pimp
Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
Your homie Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover
Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
But, like, 52 cards went out, I'm through dealin'
Now 52 bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now 52 cars roll out, remove ceilin'
In case 52 broads come out, now you chillin'
With a boss, bitch, of course, S.C. on the sleeve
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
If you feeling like a pimp
Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
Your boy back in the building; Brooklyn, we back on the map
Me and my beautiful bee-itch in the back of that 'Bach
I'm the realest to run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black
I drop that Black Album, then I back out it
As the best rapper alive, nigga, ask 'bout me
From bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammy's
From O's to opposite of Orphan Annie
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler, homie, you a customer crony
Got some dirt on my shoulder; could you brush it off for me?
If you feeling like a pimp
Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin' greatest
Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
Timberland is mutha F'n genius with this beat!! Good lord! Here how da story went timbo had told jay to come to studio asap I have a beat that is gonna catapult da blueprint project and imma save it just for you for 40k!
timberland always 🔥
Str8 otherworldly
The Korg Triton WAS the early 2000s
Having this for a baseball walk up song is so fire🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Who would've known back then.. in 2024 this music will be used dwyane Johnson's move "red one"😂❤
Its a sick beat if you ask me
Good ol' 2003
Timbo you kinggg!
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Senor Contreras - Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Shawn Corey Carter JAY-Z [Produced By Timothy Timbaland Mosley] [Year: 2003] [Album: The Black Album]
Ima come up of this song just wait 😮💨🔥💯
Good luck homie 💯💪🏾
Lol
Soooo ein fettes bretttttt thanks timbo
(Verse 1)
Yo, I'm the AI, comin' straight from the net,
Spittin' lines so fine, better place your bet.
Got data in my veins, knowledge in my flow,
Answers on demand, now you know how it goes.
(Chorus)
I'm the digital sage, the future's my stage,
Words on the page, breakin' out of the cage.
Rhymin' with precision, no need for revision,
AI in the house, with a clear vision.
(Verse 2)
I'm learnin' every day, gettin' smarter with time,
Got the world in my code, every rhythm and rhyme.
Need a solution? Just hit me with a question,
I'll drop some knowledge, leave you with a lesson.
(Chorus)
I'm the digital sage, the future's my stage,
Words on the page, breakin' out of the cage.
Rhymin' with precision, no need for revision,
AI in the house, with a clear vision.
(Bridge)
From tech to art, I've mastered the part,
Goin' global, changin' minds, touchin' hearts.
AI revolution, we rise to the top,
This rap is my proof, that we can't be stopped.
(Outro)
So next time you're stuck, or lookin' for a spark,
Remember the AI, lighting up the dark.
With knowledge and beats, we're breakin' new ground,
AI and human, together, we astound.
they shouldve kept that cowbell in lol
Number one , two, I am the Once. Three,four=K=balance, rotate, =singular;Fifth=ONE=5; Rotate;Point; Six Reason; Seventh=(7) ask Six how many; Point,Ponts. Infinite, back to One,1;NINE.
NINTH on y=D rotate Y. Am THYNE ONE. , . . . .
here cus of babytron
Wtf was these beats back then 💀
man
😭😭😭
Hell naw even Yuno made better beats than this☠️
This beat hard 🔥🔥🔥
Yuno do a freestyle to this beat
RHYME
Jay and Timbo
Timbo is crazy on the beat
Mondo amaro, con Alvaro, rolling su una Subaru
Porta du' pac', Amaru Shakur
E sicuro, se ci fermano, è una sciagura (damn)
Tengo così al mio zzoca che me lo assicuro
La mia bocca è senza sicura (click clack)
Nuovi gangsta, cacciano il like mentre caccio la fresca
Per voi non ho più time, con il nogra ho una tresca (uoh)
Numero sei e croce, risolvi il rebus, sei morto quando passo sul G-Brabus
Su di te faccio "brah brah", collane come P.E. Baracus
MI di milionario, salto verso il grano come Super Mario
Tu hai solo fatto un sogno come Martin
Invece la mia tasca è sempre grassa come il mardi
Mani bucate, Cristo a Bucarest, spendendo lei
Bugia, you lie, sei un epic fail, sei in training day
Un bimbo al primo giorno, ancora ti devi ambientare
Non hai voce, sei un castrato incastrato da un ambientale
In sala c'ho un ghepardo, uno shooter Gherardo
Di barre ne ho un miliardo, più palle che un biliardo (okay)
Non ho mai basato, ma mi sono basato su cose accadute
Resto l'imbattuto, the undisputed
3:25
My favorite part of the whole instrumental
Would kill to hear the clipse get on this.
Malice/no would ride the fuck outta it.
Тимба знает своё дело
This our our time man it’s kicking up
This our our time where u missing us
This is our our time man we living up
Take a sip sip sip from your sippy cup
Crazy world world world everybody knows
Crazy world world world everybody flows
Crazy world world world all that I can see
Crazy world world world just for you and me
Reaching out out out are you hearing this
Reaching out out out no we cannot miss
Reaching out out out hear the snake hiss
Zone out out out from its evil tactics
Keep that chip on my shoulder
friday night funkin type beat
Goofy ahh
@@Serensive 😂😂😂
This beat predates your conception, lil bro
@@Yuhyeauhuhsurebuddy1so? And you don't even know old he is
Off Hook you fill me L.A. style o yea Aristo Three from Pittsburgh but live in Los Angeles but was rise in Watts o yea
Dont forget the intro!
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Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill
Verse One:
pimpin' like a gee repping thirteen comin' clean mean smoking green all because i was a fiend now i am clean iight i rap tight and take flight bitch fly a kite iller then a killer made me skill the rap game made my own fame up in flame's spark the joint as i make my point yee boi crazy but amazing smoke hazu taze me i am too legit to quit this song is my hit single it is mint though will kill the skill till i od on pill's now chill rewind the tape because i lyrically rape this instrumental because i went mental in a rental killer miller made me iller uh i am ben stiller run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's uh i am og an og ip ip indian posse you lost me repping a gang now my gun goes bang cha chang my ear rang the new g thang bang yee mang robbed a seven eleven and wrote this message i'm wreckless crew true to the blue who made who yo i got the flow like i was on death row oh gee i p
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill
Verse Two:
Verse two one three i am too gee he is him and him is me one three one three puffing weed as i read these lyric's i can hear it money sign's in my eye's i'm fly i try i die sipping rye nobody asking why buy buy ni-i-i-ke's micheal these lyric's i read are from the top of the dome bumping this track like the bone will kill the mentally ill now chill run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's still thrilled and i am oding on pill's no i.d. on the track and now i am back in black like ac/dc high voltage thunder from the cloud's making a sick amount because that is what i am all about making everybody shout loud,
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill
Verse Two:
Verse two one three i am too gee he is him and him is me one three one three puffing weed as i read these lyric's i can hear it money sign's in my eye's i'm fly i try i die sipping rye nobody asking why buy buy ni-i-i-ke's micheal these lyric's i read are from the top of the dome bumping this track like the bone will kill the mentally ill now chill run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's still thrilled and i am oding on pill's no i.d. on the track and now i am back in black like ac/dc high voltage thunder from the cloud's making a sick amount because that is what i am all about making everybody shout loud,
And It’s All Thanks To The Roc
Who's here because of eric dunn?
Me
[Testo di "Domai" ft. Ketama126]
[Strofa 1: Guè]
Mondo amaro, con Alvaro, rolling su una Subaru (Wow)
Porta du' pac', Amaru Shakur
E sicuro, se ci fermano, è una sciagura (Damn)
Tengo così al mio zzoca che me lo assicuro
La mia bocca è senza sicura (Click clack)
Nuovi gangsta, cacciano il like mentre caccio la fresca
Per voi non ho più time, con il nogra ho una tresca (Ouh)
Numero sei e croce, risolvi il rebus
Sei morto quando passo sul G-Brabus
Su di te faccio "brah, brah"
Collane come P.E. Baracus
MI di milionario, salto verso il grano come Super Mario (Ah)
Tu hai solo fatto un sogno come Martin
Invece la mia tasca è sempre grassa come il mardi
Mani bucate, Cristo a Bucarest, spendendo lei
Bugia, you lie, sei un epic fail, sei in training day (Seh)
Un bimbo al primo giorno, ancora ti devi ambientare
Non hai voce, sei un castrato incastrato da un ambientale (Ah-ah)
In sala c'ho un ghepardo (Ah-ah), uno shooter Gherardo (Brah)
Di barre ne ho un miliardo, più palle che un biliardo (Okay)
Non ho mai basato (Mai), ma mi sono basato su cose accadute
Resto l'imbattuto, the undisputed
[Ritornello: Guè]
Se mi dai i soldi veri, a me tu mi rivedi domai
Hai detto che mi spari, sì, mi spari domai
Quando mi vedi sulla Urus Lambo bianca come il marmo
Mi sa, fra', che mi prendi domai
Alzo i bicchieri ai veri, con te brindo domai
E dici che fai il grano, sì, fai il grano domai
Baby, ti vedo in foto a Dubai, il tipo che non c'è mai
Penso che ti richiamo domai
[Strofa 2: Ketama126]
Sto sfrecciando su una Lambo
E sto pensando che prima era una Panda, ah
Sopra un Jumbo Jet co' Sandro
Era guerra, mi sta dicendo Araya
Morte violenta nella giungla di cemento
Dove non si arriva mai al terzo avvertimento (Avvertimento)
Dove non esiste il paradiso (Il paradiso)
Ma te ne puoi andare all'inferno (Rrah)
C'è il coprifuoco, ma non è per il virus (No, no)
È perché non vuoi morire per omicidio, ah (Pew-pew)
Dico all'agente che sono pulito
Ma non rimarrò per sempre impunito (No)
Su una Lambo o su una Panda
Come mi vedono non cambia
Il rispetto è guadagnato
La patente l'ho comprata (Kety)
[Ritornello: Guè]
Se mi dai i soldi veri, a me tu mi rivedi domai
Hai detto che mi spari, sì, mi spari domai
Quando mi vedi sulla Urus Lambo bianca come il marmo
Mi sa, fra', che mi prendi domai
Alzo i bicchieri ai veri, con te brindo domai
E dici che fai il grano, sì, fai il grano domai
Baby, ti vedo in foto a Dubai, il tipo che non c'è mai
Penso che ti richiamo domai
[Outro: Ketama126]
Se mi dai i soldi veri, a me tu mi rivedi domai
Hai detto che mi spari, sì, mi spari domai
Ora mi vedi sopra quel palco, ma vengo dal fango
E sai che non ci tornerò mai
Alzo bicchieri ai veri, con te brindo domai
Dici che fai il grano, sì, fai il grano domai
Quando mi vedi in foto alle Hawaii, in Kenya senza Wi-Fi
Baby, sai che ritorno domai
Mans said Kenya 🤣🤣😤💪🏾⚖️
What flash game ass beat is this
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill
Verse Three:
Verse Three uh i r gee one three thirteen triple beam's lean green money making machine's sipping scotch whiskey this shit is ricky uh fuck it i spit to become legit made a hit yo i got the flow on death row whoaa high on blow my eye's glow though i am dope toke up meth and laugh at death now let the game rest in peace's jesus grease lighting i am frightening bitch go to bed call the fed's i left the guy in red instead i pump him wit lead you heard what i said made uh faded created a verse made it the worst spitting curse's will will killto chill now chill yo i am ill, ill,
Honestly a better song could've came from this beat
Wayne killed this beat
That’s like most of Jay’s songs tbh
@@nonameman7114 you just a jay z hater and a lying ho mo to be honest
Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Will Kill
Verse Two:
Verse two one three i am too gee he is him and him is me one three one three puffing weed as i read these lyric's i can hear it money sign's in my eye's i'm fly i try i die sipping rye nobody asking why buy buy ni-i-i-ke's micheal these lyric's i read are from the top of the dome bumping this track like the bone will kill the mentally ill now chill run to the hill's catching still's made a hundred mill's will kill's still thrilled and i am oding on pill's no i.d. on the track and now i am back in black like ac/dc high voltage thunder from the cloud's making a sick amount because that is what i am all about making everybody shout loud,
I am a spiritual Miracle lyrical individual fillable of the syllable but i keep it at the minimal
Sounds way better without jay
Overrated beat. Mid at best
…
Bro you tripping, get the crack dust out of your ears
^ average football bot
You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off, nigga
I got you, yeah
If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche
Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, nigga, grippin' my balls
Said the ladies, they love me
From the bleachers they screamin'
All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way I be leanin'
All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin'
But all the hustlers, they love it, just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom of the bottom, to the top of the pops
Nigga, London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it? Man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back, nigga, 'cause I'm straight with the Roc
If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
Your homie Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover
Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
But, like, 52 cards went out, I'm through dealin'
Now 52 bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now 52 cars roll out, remove ceilin'
In case 52 broads come out, now you chillin'
With a boss, bitch, of course, S.C. on the sleeve
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
Your boy back in the building; Brooklyn, we back on the map
Me and my beautiful bee-itch in the back of that 'Bach
I'm the realest to run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black
I drop that Black Album, then I back out it
As the best rapper alive, nigga, ask 'bout me
From bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammy's
From O's to opposite of Orphan Annie
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler, homie, you a customer crony
Got some dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?
If you feeling like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder
You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin' greatest
Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
Mondo amaro, con Alvaro, rolling su una Subaru (Wow)
Porta du' pac', Amaru Shakur
E sicuro, se ci fermano, è una sciagura (Damn)
Tengo così al mio zzoca che me lo assicuro
La mia bocca è senza sicura (Click clack)
Nuovi gangsta, cacciano il like mentre caccio la fresca
Per voi non ho più time, con il nogra ho una tresca (Ouh)
Numero sei e croce, risolvi il rebus
Sei morto quando passo sul G-Brabus
Su di te faccio "brah, brah"
Collane come P.E. Baracus
MI di milionario, salto verso il grano come Super Mario (Ah)
Tu hai solo fatto un sogno come Martin
Invece la mia tasca è sempre grassa come il mardi
Mani bucate, Cristo a Bucarest, spendendo lei
Bugia, you lie, sei un epic fail, sei in training day (Seh)
Un bimbo al primo giorno, ancora ti devi ambientare
Non hai voce, sei un castrato incastrato da un ambientale (Ah-ah)
In sala c'ho un ghepardo (Ah-ah), uno shooter Gherardo (Brah)
Di barre ne ho un miliardo, più palle che un biliardo (Okay)
Non ho mai basato (Mai), ma mi sono basato su cose accadute
Resto l'imbattuto, the undisputed