Thug life I'm on the mic screaming thug life as i strike with punchlines that leave you blind you're getting outshined You try to diss me like 2pac and biggie kinda risky haters hate but when I'm gone they're gonna miss me like Whitney
Aight thug so let me outline the outside/ day and night, I outshine you/ at all times/ That’s a highlight/ like a sunset/ I live the high life but ain’t rich yet/ Check the skills bitch/ my style so ill I could kill /death/ I guess, I just feel/ I need some respect/For the beast that I am/ So I gotta show My fam, and they tell me “great job,” Then I say “thanks...mom” Wait... fuck I need a different crowd to respond/ So I’m pissed off, so you get pissed on/ We ain’t the same, nah, we way off/ like Ann Frank and Adolf/ yeah I say shit that raise brows and enrage crowds/ You say shit, no one fkn cares about/ And The only punchlines that were thrown were the ones that I wrote/ I’m so underground, I’m blind as a mole, so my sight is through the scope/ Fuck.. it is a massacre every time I /reload/ I have the air of a ghost/ I once lit a candle and chanted the 10 crack commandments/ that opened a channel/ for big and pacs phantoms/ So now when I diss you, your body gonna vanish/
Yes indeed it's the mix king Ron G I got somethin the world ain't ready for New York City L.A. Chicago Atlanta D.C. Detroit New Orleans, y'all know the deal FLAVA! Hahahahahaha! Yeah nigga! Yeah, that's right, BAYY-BAYY! That's how we do it Follow me tell me if you feel me I think niggaz is tryin to kill me Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me Keepin it real, and even if I do conceal my criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel See niggaz is false, sittin in court, turned snitches that used to be real, but now they petrified bitches I'm tryin to be strong, they sendin armies out to bomb me Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world til I'm gone Bitches be warned - word is bonb, you'll get torn I'm bustin on Guiliani, he rubbin my niggaz wrong And then it's on, before I leave picture me I'm spittin at punk bitches and hustlin to be free Watch me set it, niggaz don't want it, you can get it Bet it make these jealous niggaz mad I said it This +Thug Life+ nigga, we don't cater to you hoes Fuck with me, have a hundred motherfuckers at yo' do' with fo'-fo's, hahahahaha, yeah nigga! Thug Life I be that young Freddie Fly smooth glorious kid A Bad Boy, just like Notorious B.I.G. I Roc-a-Fella like Shawn Carter with more game than Ron Harper The bomb sparker rapper slash charm robber While y'all be on the corners bummy and high I be out buyin the finest shit money can buy You wish you was in a position that I'm in Hot rhymin, diamonds shinin, autograph signin My lifestyle is far out Every week bring a different car out I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out, UHH cause I keep cream, I'm large on the street scene Everytime I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream Yeah yeah Big L Harlem's finest, yeah That nigga who hold it down for Uptown Hahahaha, that's how we do it out here on this underground real shit nigga, it's the heat nigga Now rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it Deadly combination bwoy!
no prob though. hit them on the combo. from Orlando as a nigga in a poncho. whom sat atop a bucking bronco. villa style killer style. get you at the end like benny blanco.I'm wild like Tonto in the congo. in command though. in the camo. armed with the ammo like im rambo. bet my shit fire. while yall just jammed though. matter fact youse the back you get handled cat. I put up banners like I'm shaq. I stack chips like the that.
Clique back i brought my quik bacc click clack let me git that with the quick back stacking who go tmy back capting waving what happened nastey with the caption. So keep cappping
This aint struggle rap like my last rap and I don't struggle when I rap yo, I rap fast smoke weed n' whiskey in a coke glass, So High gave statue of Liberty a high five, Hi-Fi blasting through the left and the right side, might try, and add a bassline to this chord progression, Bass so low its suffering Depression, Cant stomach these new rappers, Digestion, Cant stop making these beats, Obsession, Question, Who is the one layin sick flow? Dip low when you see me and let your Clique know, That King-Kong is on the Mic I go Bananas, These lines go over your head just like Bandannas Me and you is like a Leather Jacket to Pyjamas, my flow water you swimming with Pirhanas
[Intro] Da quando ho fatto a botte con la vita Ne sono uscito con qualche ferita Senza mai pensare che fosse finita Ne è rimasta colpita e m'ha dato una via d'uscita.. (Yeah! Ah!) Ora le accarezzo il viso, lei mi guarda e mi dice "Qui non siamo in paradiso" (No, qua...) Perdi la testa per un sorriso (Già!) Tutto finito all'improvviso (Ah!) Non l'hai deciso, é successo comunque Senza preavviso, ora arriva al dunque L'amore é crudo! Uso l'odio come scudo, mi ci rinchiudo Che tu possa cambiarmi lo escludo! Ho più coraggio di quanto non ne abbia mai avuto! E di questo mi nutro! Sui tuoi flow io ci sputo! Guardami ora! La new generation che ti ribalta le interiora! Figli dei banchi di scuola, il classico pezzo che non puoi ascoltare una volta sola Non posso farne a meno! Come le lettere in una parola Scalda l'eroina nella stagnola Un tossico che si innamora sa già come andrà a finire Aspira, non ci pensa, si rassegna e vola Collego i jack, premo il tasto rec La nostalgia mi porta indietro, flashback Non ho i soldi ma mi accontento Tu hai l'iPhone, il t-max, il cash e il Mac Ma ancora dentro non sei contento [Rit.] Chi si é fatto da solo lo sa Ciò che cerchi lo trovi qua
Forgetful thoughts,. Parking lot sending shots,. Mary Jane a blaze,. I enable the game ,. Reistablish terrain ,. Misinturpret The early lesson ,. Leaving me guessing ,. Breathing no stressing ,. Paranoia like I'm nakid,.
When I was first born, luck was with me not, Hustling, switching corners round building blocks, Life was grimm in the project where the light was dimm, I knew this wasn’t the place to accomplish dreams, Had to make it quick, I didn’t have no time waste, Fear getting tied by Jakes or guns deciding my fate, Can’t cry for aid, been searching for an exit trail, Had to be legit, can’t be doing years in jail, Ain’t had much left, and the time was ticking, I couldn’t let my vision die cuz of life in prison,
I hit the bottle so hard that I smash it, that's why I'm sippin' a 40 made of plastic, when I'm drunk, I try to smash chicks, but a night with the hooch alone's fantastic, I fill a shot glass with that shit that makes you think about the casket, You got a beer? Crack it until the cops come and tell you to turn down the racket.
Tell me who you fucking with guaranteed I'll make you blink squeeze on a snitch if they mention me I'm deadly on a beat fucking up the scene swear words aren't hard but it's all in my genes no literally the clip goes bang that's dirty wordy free all those locked after me before I'm set free shake hands with all the OG cause I'm real who can confirm that there's weed in my pee test tube full of negativity but they can't stop my thrive no lye I smoke with my head high up in the sky and yeah I'm talking about after I die fuck this life I wasn't raised right only the wise can tell me why I'm so right
I'm a different psycho, a rifle that breaks the dimensions into one whole trial, I'm intended to have automatic ammunition when the shipments of shades of paves leaves away from the page of destruction, no time as the systems malfunctioned, my name too great in this upper class weight of genius of the rumpling.
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my favorite instrumental from my favorite rappers R.I.P 2pac and Big L
AND BIGGIE
@@SereneSlumberSounds he is not originally in the song
@@SereneSlumberSounds ???
R. I. P BIG PUN #1
At 0:12, I know damn well I'm not the only one who just heard that error sound from Windows 95/98.
bruv ahaha ur right ahahaha
lmao
lololololololol I heard it
Haha
its part of the song bro.
I use this for freestyling
yungpatatoo i use this to spice my chicken.
M2
Most definitely a good choice.
Same rn
Sameeee
DJ Ron G killed this beat
Thug life
I'm on the mic screaming thug life as i strike with punchlines that leave you blind you're getting outshined
You try to diss me like 2pac and biggie kinda risky haters hate but when I'm gone they're gonna miss me like Whitney
Aight thug
so let me outline the outside/ day and night, I outshine you/ at all times/
That’s a highlight/ like a sunset/
I live the high life but ain’t rich yet/
Check the skills bitch/
my style so ill I could kill /death/
I guess, I just feel/ I need some respect/For the beast that I am/
So I gotta show My fam, and they tell me “great job,”
Then I say “thanks...mom” Wait... fuck
I need a different crowd to respond/
So I’m pissed off, so you get pissed on/
We ain’t the same, nah, we way off/
like Ann Frank and Adolf/ yeah
I say shit that raise brows and enrage crowds/
You say shit, no one fkn cares about/
And The only punchlines that were thrown were the ones that I wrote/
I’m so underground, I’m blind as a mole, so my sight is through the scope/
Fuck.. it is a massacre every time I /reload/
I have the air of a ghost/
I once lit a candle and chanted the 10 crack commandments/ that opened a channel/ for big and pacs phantoms/
So now when I diss you, your body gonna vanish/
GOOOOOD JOB
This song is so fire 🔥
Absolutely! HipHop HipHop
all weekend on repeat
This beat hits different more than the beats they used to rap on it.
This makes me wanna learn to pinao
Damn 🔥
#MASTERPIECE...🔥
could i use this remix it ?
Yeah
Peace big L
Yeah!
Yes indeed it's the mix king Ron G
I got somethin the world ain't ready for
New York City L.A. Chicago Atlanta
D.C. Detroit New Orleans, y'all know the deal
FLAVA!
Hahahahahaha! Yeah nigga!
Yeah, that's right, BAYY-BAYY!
That's how we do it
Follow me tell me if you feel me
I think niggaz is tryin to kill me
Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me
Keepin it real, and even if I do conceal
my criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel
See niggaz is false, sittin in court, turned snitches
that used to be real, but now they petrified bitches
I'm tryin to be strong, they sendin armies out to bomb me
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world til I'm gone
Bitches be warned - word is bonb, you'll get torn
I'm bustin on Guiliani, he rubbin my niggaz wrong
And then it's on, before I leave picture me
I'm spittin at punk bitches and hustlin to be free
Watch me set it, niggaz don't want it, you can get it
Bet it make these jealous niggaz mad I said it
This +Thug Life+ nigga, we don't cater to you hoes
Fuck with me, have a hundred motherfuckers at yo' do'
with fo'-fo's, hahahahaha, yeah nigga!
Thug Life
I be that young Freddie Fly smooth glorious kid
A Bad Boy, just like Notorious B.I.G.
I Roc-a-Fella like Shawn Carter
with more game than Ron Harper
The bomb sparker rapper slash charm robber
While y'all be on the corners bummy and high
I be out buyin the finest shit money can buy
You wish you was in a position that I'm in
Hot rhymin, diamonds shinin, autograph signin
My lifestyle is far out
Every week bring a different car out
I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out, UHH
cause I keep cream, I'm large on the street scene
Everytime I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream
Yeah yeah Big L Harlem's finest, yeah
That nigga who hold it down for Uptown
Hahahaha, that's how we do it out here
on this underground real shit nigga, it's the heat nigga
Now rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it
Deadly combination bwoy!
raising hell fire
no prob though. hit them on the combo. from Orlando as a nigga in a poncho. whom sat atop a bucking bronco. villa style killer style. get you at the end like benny blanco.I'm wild like Tonto in the congo. in command though. in the camo. armed with the ammo like im rambo. bet my shit fire. while yall just jammed though. matter fact youse the back you get handled cat. I put up banners like I'm shaq. I stack chips like the that.
Clique back i brought my quik bacc click clack let me git that with the quick back stacking who go tmy back capting waving what happened nastey with the caption. So keep cappping
This aint struggle rap like my last rap
and I don't struggle when I rap yo, I rap fast
smoke weed n' whiskey in a coke glass,
So High gave statue of Liberty a high five,
Hi-Fi blasting through the left and the right side,
might try, and add a bassline to this chord progression,
Bass so low its suffering Depression,
Cant stomach these new rappers, Digestion,
Cant stop making these beats, Obsession,
Question, Who is the one layin sick flow?
Dip low when you see me and let your Clique know,
That King-Kong is on the Mic I go Bananas,
These lines go over your head just like Bandannas
Me and you is like a Leather Jacket to Pyjamas,
my flow water you swimming with Pirhanas
Im feelin your bars man any way of chattin
Fire bars
I like it til the king kong part
Fits the beat so well
Yoooooo🔥🔥🔥
I use this 4 smokin' white OX ciGGiezz
🎱💎⚒️
[Intro]
Da quando ho fatto a botte con la vita
Ne sono uscito con qualche ferita
Senza mai pensare che fosse finita
Ne è rimasta colpita e m'ha dato una via d'uscita..
(Yeah! Ah!)
Ora le accarezzo il viso, lei mi guarda e mi dice
"Qui non siamo in paradiso" (No, qua...)
Perdi la testa per un sorriso (Già!)
Tutto finito all'improvviso (Ah!)
Non l'hai deciso, é successo comunque
Senza preavviso, ora arriva al dunque
L'amore é crudo!
Uso l'odio come scudo, mi ci rinchiudo
Che tu possa cambiarmi lo escludo!
Ho più coraggio di quanto non ne abbia mai avuto! E di questo mi nutro! Sui tuoi flow io ci sputo!
Guardami ora!
La new generation che ti ribalta le interiora!
Figli dei banchi di scuola, il classico pezzo che non puoi ascoltare una volta sola
Non posso farne a meno!
Come le lettere in una parola
Scalda l'eroina nella stagnola
Un tossico che si innamora sa già come andrà a finire
Aspira, non ci pensa, si rassegna e vola
Collego i jack, premo il tasto rec
La nostalgia mi porta indietro, flashback
Non ho i soldi ma mi accontento
Tu hai l'iPhone, il t-max, il cash e il Mac
Ma ancora dentro non sei contento
[Rit.]
Chi si é fatto da solo lo sa
Ciò che cerchi lo trovi qua
Forgetful thoughts,.
Parking lot sending shots,.
Mary Jane a blaze,.
I enable the game ,.
Reistablish terrain ,.
Misinturpret
The early lesson ,.
Leaving me guessing ,.
Breathing no stressing ,.
Paranoia like I'm nakid,.
When I was first born, luck was with me not,
Hustling, switching corners round building blocks,
Life was grimm in the project where the light was dimm,
I knew this wasn’t the place to accomplish dreams,
Had to make it quick, I didn’t have no time waste,
Fear getting tied by Jakes or guns deciding my fate,
Can’t cry for aid, been searching for an exit trail,
Had to be legit, can’t be doing years in jail,
Ain’t had much left, and the time was ticking,
I couldn’t let my vision die cuz of life in prison,
Pretty decent man
Bro you fuck,ing suck I just saw this wa.ck rap on another beat no,body c.ares bout your cringe conc.ert you left out
2020
2021
2021+1 😳
still best
Free
I hit the bottle so hard that I smash it,
that's why I'm sippin' a 40 made of plastic,
when I'm drunk, I try to smash chicks,
but a night with the hooch alone's fantastic,
I fill a shot glass with that shit that makes you think about the casket,
You got a beer? Crack it until the cops come and tell you to turn down the racket.
RIP
Sick
If you put Tech N9ne’s Slacker over this beat, it sounds 🔥
Anyone know this sample?
It doesn't actually sample. It's completely from scratch no sample at all.
Yea it's a piano melody
@@muntyyC nice to know that
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@@muntyyC thank God!
Tell me who you fucking with
guaranteed I'll make you blink
squeeze on a snitch if they mention me
I'm deadly on a beat fucking up the scene
swear words aren't hard but it's all in my genes
no literally the clip goes bang that's dirty wordy
free all those locked after me
before I'm set free shake hands with all the OG
cause I'm real who can confirm that
there's weed in my pee
test tube full of negativity but they can't stop my thrive
no lye I smoke with my head high up in the sky
and yeah I'm talking about after I die
fuck this life I wasn't raised right
only the wise can tell me why I'm so right
Could we battle?
Oakland Man Who you?
Im a fellow freestyler.
Oakland Man OK
I'm a different psycho, a rifle that breaks the dimensions into one whole trial, I'm intended to have automatic ammunition when the shipments of shades of paves leaves away from the page of destruction, no time as the systems malfunctioned, my name too great in this upper class weight of genius of the rumpling.
Follow me tell if you feel me
its follow me tell me if you feel it ...wow 1st line of rhyme and you dont even know stop listening rap
afridi10 Look up the lyrics dummy
afridi10 Look it up dumbass, follow me tell me if you feel me idiot
H AH AHAH
0:27
0:36
0:26
I'm just laughing my ass off at these God awful "rappers" down in the comments lmao
@*FlowThruInstrumentalZ* What do you mean meme? I'm just saying lol
There’s only one verse in these comments and it was fire so...
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dim4ou SELQK