Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loos, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man Offica bars
[Ksav:] A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K I'll swing my arm in a figure of 8 Or I won't leave till the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny [Dbo:] My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you pack They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like mac 'Till I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs [Trapboy BT:] In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like 6, don't snitch like 9 Still circle the nine 2 times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine [Offica:] Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti dé, more time when we slide round there its a quick ting, no calculation [Ksav:] By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip 2 g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind yous Up the A and fuck the Niners I can't stand them boy from the Nine All they know is tell lies, tell lies But there main boy got splashed, baptised And another Nine boy got hospitalised Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside [Dbo:] Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold 2 on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the B But Foomey's gaff got smashed, no trace They left Rexy fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae [Trapboy BT:] About slide to the B, we slide to the B How many man got chased by we? And lil' man Rose got got times 3 All the Niners, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets [Offica:] Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loos, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man [Ksav:] I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like Fifa But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down Swift 2 more down, that's no more targets [Dbo:] I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz [Trapboy BT:] Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? O [Offica:] In the block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, 22 on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
[Intro: Ksav] A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K [Verse 1: Ksav] I’ll swing my arm in a figure of 8 Or I won't leave till the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny [Verse 2: Dbo] My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you pack They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big likе mac 'Till I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs [Verse 3: Trapboy BT] In the bando, no Kay But I still make K’s from this Lyca sim Thе jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Dont sing like 6, dont snitch like 9 Still circle the nine 2 times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine [Verse 4: Offica] Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti dé, more time when we slide round there its a quick ting, no calculation [Verse 5: Ksav] By God’s grace I dont end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we’ll ride out I ying yang like China, rip 2 g’s Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind yous Up the A and fuck the Niners I can't stand them boy from the Nine All they know is tell lies, tell lies But there main boy got splashed, baptised And another Nine boy got hospitalised Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside [Verse 6: Dbo] Scar man’s face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold 2 on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can’t miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro bro went and bust that gun I dont think that he’ll bust that case They say we dont slide to the B But Foomey’s gaff got smashed, no trace They left Rexy fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae [Verse 7: Trapboy BT] About slide to the B, we slide to the B How many man got chased by we? And lil' man Rose got got times 3 All the Niners, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets [Verse 8: Offica] Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loos, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man [Verse 9: Ksav] I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like Fifa But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down Swift 2 more down, that's no more targets [Verse 10: Dbo] I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz [Verse 11: Trapboy BT] Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? [Verse 12: Offica] In the block like awon da oya b’ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, 22 on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju si le omo dancer
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny
The Queen’s diss track: “If I catch Markle on opp block, my team gonna steam her like Top Shop / she’ll trade in her Suits for a body bag on site and that’s on God”
Tell an opp boy I'm waiting if they bang on the net imma go crazy they don't grip gats they don't grip shanks they don't bang for the set they bang for the net imma go catch em lazy my boys real hittas they ride for the gang hop in the 4 by 4 kick down your door when I grip that no remorse I'm cleaning em out as if I'm doing chores
Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre coi sinti, ha Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi Ancora no non ho parlato, fra di galera Raga almeno fate parlare chi dentro c'era Mica questo frate che s'è fatto una sera Quando facevamo le rivolte lui dov'era Dicono non vedo, non parlo, non sento Mamma mia frate quante cazzate che sento Mio fratello ti spiega il regolamento Se non sai stare in gruppo vai in isolamento Ti aspettano armati tutti con le lame Ti urlano dal blindo: buscetta, infame! (Buscetta!) Rimani isolato fra come un cane Puoi farti la corda frate tanto vale Ale ale ale ale ale ale Mangio Rivotril, galera, ospedale Halo halo halo halo halo halo Una chiamata giuro scende tutta Calo Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre con i sinti, ha Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi Te lo dice un gipsy, te lo dice un sinto Baby se non fa successo sarà dietro il blindo E per dormire in cella mi pagherai l'affitto E se non mi paghi in tempo giuro faccio un delitto E te lo giuro scema vale, galera, ospedale Frate se non faccio il rapper, faró il criminale Già da tempo gliel'ho detto all'assistente sociale Lei invece m'ha risposto: andrai in tribunale Infami, infami! Liberate shiptari! Shiptari! Questi sbirri Macari, Macari Liberate i cumpari! Cumpari, cumpari, pah! Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre con i sinti, ha Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre con i sinti, ha Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi, ha Ma dietro i blindi, ma dietro i blindi Ma dietro i blindi, ma dietro i blindi, ma dietro i blind
A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip two g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya Off the-, and fuck the- I can't stand them boy from the- All they know is tell lies, tell lies But their main boy got splashed, baptized And another- boy got hospitalized Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro, bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the- But- got smashed, no trace They left- fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae About slide to the-, we slide to the- How many man got chased by we? And lil' man- got got times three All the-, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loose, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like FIFA But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down- Two more down, that's no more targets I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? In your block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
mad beat bro, am i allowed to use this for an intro if i drop link to this? and if so would i need to ask for each beat or can I do the same for others? thanks g
Ball like a boss and ball how I want till my mission complete I could get money to last me the year And I’ll still need a re by the end of the week What’s with your bro I don’t know what he means Boy this the streets, we think on our feet I cannot squabble all over a watch Cos I knew Johnny before Phillipe [Verse 1] Run from the plug cuh his belly was full No it weren’t great but it’s calm it was cool Back in the day when we wanted to play Having your blade was a part of the rules Watch when you’re down they don’t answer your calls When bro was wanted I harboured the four If they ain’t working I’m starving them all Feds kicked the door disembark with the crew Feds kicked the door disembark out the place Cos there’s packets of yay by the bottle of Wrays Brodie a zombie he’s off it today Baddie, I think she wants it today Cabbie, jump in the ride and I sway Happy, copped me a box of the pot This ain’t estates we don’t trap on the corner but these Nokias have us working a lot Fuck what you want, take what you get This world we live in you earn your respect If the nigga ask questions it comes from the best Straight from the V, down to the S Free my boy up that’s a nigga I miss He’ll rob a boy on the way to a lick I ain’t waiting for shit I’m impatient with it Aye
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation
Rise it attack it grab him damage No joke ting told Brodie pack him Talkin Gm’s not rappin like U know all the pigs dem attaching Keeping it minimal Capping Got Year 9’s wanna shine get clapping Tap him, wrap him, life ain’t lavish
@@suspekt7 you should make a similar beat like this🔥 I wanna make beats but I just use band lab on my phone and wanted to know the sound cuz I like it so much
Écrase mon ex copine T'inquiète pas pour moi mec Je suis déjà avec ma Nouvelle chou J'en ai rien a faire tu viens Pas lui demander ses Comptes et dommage elle va Pas te cala même si t'es Sons vos discussions n'iront Pas plus loin Écrasse jour après jour mon ex Copine elle était trop Présser de me vider Va sy c'est de l'humour ce que Je te dis mais va s'y la meuf Avec qui j'étais C'est une ex donc une ex C'est une personne qui n'est Plus sur toi mais je m'en fou Comme j'ai dis je fais des sons Lourd et en plus j'ai ma Nouvelle chou Et puis le temps ne va pas T'attendre seul dieu peut T'attendre le temps non Donc va s'y brise mon ex Mon ex c'est ta meuf et moi J'ai ma nouvelle donc Maintenant je vais te dire La vérité je m'en bas les Steaks d'elle elle n'était pas Parfaite pour moi ainsi va la Vie elle est parfaite pour toi Vas'y mon gars Écrase la , écrase, écrase la Je t'ai pas dit en mode meurtre Non juste va faire D'elle une mère de famille si Elle le souhaite Écrasse mon ex copine T'inquiète pas pour moi mec Je suis déjà avec ma nouvelle Chou et je suis bien mieux Avec ma nouvelle et elle Au moin je l'aime et elle est La femme parfaite pour moi Donc maintenant tg et fait Ta vie avec mon ex
Most cases are motive for my sins Lil bro wanna rep postcodes and drink Tables turned I just learned To score points with one stone on a trip Run it upfront those boys just limp I back my blood till I’m seeing crips Keep it tucked before I swing my fists Then I back my Ching before he backs his Thats my boy Eskay The reaper Slap this knife on nervous guys Bet the blade wont get any deeper Come test me I’ll meet up Let me grip and ride cause know I’m a cheater Burn to a degree for this beef School my ops like a teacher Ive been lost like fox in a safari Bad b wanna wine or bicardi Should I see her soon I was offset tonight dancing on 3 girls from the party She’s upset and I’m telling her call me I’m sorry that I’m not sorry. I know your worried but this bitch gotta back bigger than port Macquarie Mitch and Reece kamò Duà Dalì Isà isà my ops cant harm me I’m a loco poker if your local keep it tucked if your worried Don’t talk to me how you pull that blade Or how you got locked in chains I got blood to spill with my brothers on the field Don’t mention the NSK
A92 Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In Gang Yo, Charlie I like this one 92 baby It's K I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip two g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya Off the-, and fuck the- I can't stand them boy from the- All they know is tell lies, tell lies But their main boy got splashed, baptized And another- boy got hospitalized Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro, bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the- But- got smashed, no trace They left- fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae About slide to the-, we slide to the- How many man got chased by we? And lil' man- got got times three All the-, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loose, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like FIFA But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down- Two more down, that's no more targets I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? In your block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty Them boy ain't nothing but pagions I can see why them boy love envy I want LV, Prada or Gucci I might just offend my opps in Fendi And when juice get spilled like soda No I won't say no words like Kenny My hand ting coming like Corona If it coughs twice then it's turning you back They say that we come like athletes Circle your block and we do them laps All out attack tryna get this pagion All out attack in the fields, don't lack He thought he was big like man 'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs In the bando, no Kay But I still make K's from this Lyca sim The Jake boys irritate my skin Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine Still circle the nine two times With a machine no gym Tryna put him in the sky Make an opp boy fly Get whacked by mine Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get? Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian Man we get round there on any occasion It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation You're an opp boy, your a paigon A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there It's a quick ting, no calculation By God's grace I don't end up a lifer But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out I ying yang like China, rip two g's Make them drip like designer On the block dressed in black like China Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya Off the-, and fuck the- I can't stand them boy from the- All they know is tell lies, tell lies But their main boy got splashed, baptized And another- boy got hospitalized Any talk on the A get bun Drills get done by me and the guys Dbo tryna swing for backs He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside Scar man's face like Al Pacino Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw Bow, bun, and the gun need reload Stuck in the trap with one eye open Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo Bro, bro went and bust that gun I don't think that he'll bust that case They say we don't slide to the- But- got smashed, no trace They left- fighting for his life On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on? Ask your pagion bae About slide to the-, we slide to the- How many man got chased by we? And lil' man- got got times three All the-, watched them flee Was me and MZ tryna catch them three Tryna switch it like OT Chi But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese I lurked down the B Town strip I was pissed that he didn't get hit Tell bro rise that mash and spit Aim for his top or aim for his wig I seen bro grab that stick Bally on his face, he's taking that risk Let sticks beat like drum kit Pull up on them and pump it Tryna let it blow like trumpets At them muppets Bro said to hold this stick Man you need them muscles He let it spray like Mr Muscles Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels She wanna go low Man bring them bottles Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle This bad b one split in the middle Leng, bunda come fat, not little All my girls them sweet like Skittles Yo, baby, how you move like that? This gyally wanna arch her back Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll Me and my guys, we flow like the river Chat loose, get one in your liver Or maybe your intestine I got love for my gang, don't test man I got washed up opps, it's peak 'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin Out in the town tryna dish these foods Ends are hot, but these cats be starving We score them goals like FIFA But we don't commentate like Marvin No Taylor when we got down- Two more down, that's no more targets I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders I do that there in my LV kicks Must be the one who's spreading this virus 'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick OT flying, we riding Out on the field tryna catch me a prick Bando days, we spin 'round driving Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz Ay, I've been in the T with profit Bruck down buds tryna make that profit They chat on the net and gossip A92, we the hottest topic Shout SS for the pocket rocket DBO got the plug like socket I been 'round there on a madness Watch them dash What happened to the badness? In your block like awon da oya b'ota How many points have we scored in the last few weeks? Meji, merin, mefa On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka Bro scores like Laca Shoot and they scatter Watch them man japa Boppity bop, boppity bop Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
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Ayo yall need to make an acapella now , i wanna hear dbo voice raw😂
Scar man face like al pacino 🤛
@@BulloProducer my hand ting come like corona , if it cough twice its turning u pacc ❄
Gay af
Me too😂😂😭😭💀💀
Yhyh
This is such a well-mixed beat bro, unlike other beats I hear sometimes the 808 doesn't hit as hard as yours does bro nice work
when the engineer mixes they turn dowm the low mids in the beat so it doesnt collide with the vocal low ends
The Grime 808 slides are like Cherry on Top
Bro said to hold this stick
Man you need them muscles
He let it spray like Mr Muscles
Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels
She wanna go low
Man bring them bottles
Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle
This bad b one split in the middle
Leng, bunda come fat, not little
All my girls them sweet like Skittles
Yo, baby, how you move like that?
This gyally wanna arch her back
Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe
No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll
Me and my guys, we flow like the river
Chat loos, get one in your liver
Or maybe your intestine
I got love for my gang, don't test man
Offica bars
mad!
Best drill beat ever for me
Answering sound selection questions 📈📈, respect bro 🤝
the 808s crazy🔥
Best Drill beat ever for a cypher
Yo charlie my dude this beat was hard bro
[Ksav:]
A92
Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In
Gang
Yo, Charlie
I like this one
92 baby
It's K
I'll swing my arm in a figure of 8
Or I won't leave till the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
[Dbo:]
My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's turning you pack
They say that we come like athletes
Circle your block and we do them laps
All out attack tryna get this pagion
All out attack in the fields, don't lack
He thought he was big like mac
'Till I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs
[Trapboy BT:]
In the bando, no Kay
But I still make K's from this Lyca sim
The jake boys irritate my skin
Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing
Don't sing like 6, don't snitch like 9
Still circle the nine 2 times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
[Offica:]
Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?
Make the boy's eyes look like an asian
Man we get round there on any occasion
It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion
And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation
You're an opp boy, your a paigon
A ti lo a ti dé, more time when we slide round there its a quick ting, no calculation
[Ksav:]
By God's grace I don't end up a lifer
But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out
I ying yang like China, rip 2 g's
Make them drip like designer
On the block dressed in black like China
Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders
Hopefully I ain't got to remind yous
Up the A and fuck the Niners
I can't stand them boy from the Nine
All they know is tell lies, tell lies
But there main boy got splashed, baptised
And another Nine boy got hospitalised
Any talk on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
[Dbo:]
Scar man's face like Al Pacino
Buck into A and you can hold 2 on the pain, no free throw
Bow, bun, and the gun need reload
Stuck in the trap with one eye open
Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo
Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road
Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo
Bro bro went and bust that gun
I don't think that he'll bust that case
They say we don't slide to the B
But Foomey's gaff got smashed, no trace
They left Rexy fighting for his life
On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day
A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on?
Ask your pagion bae
[Trapboy BT:]
About slide to the B, we slide to the B
How many man got chased by we?
And lil' man Rose got got times 3
All the Niners, watched them flee
Was me and MZ tryna catch them three
Tryna switch it like OT Chi
But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese
I lurked down the B Town strip
I was pissed that he didn't get hit
Tell bro rise that mash and spit
Aim for his top or aim for his wig
I seen bro grab that stick
Bally on his face, he's taking that risk
Let sticks beat like drum kit
Pull up on them and pump it
Tryna let it blow like trumpets
At them muppets
[Offica:]
Bro said to hold this stick
Man you need them muscles
He let it spray like Mr Muscles
Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels
She wanna go low
Man bring them bottles
Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle
This bad b one split in the middle
Leng, bunda come fat, not little
All my girls them sweet like Skittles
Yo, baby, how you move like that?
This gyally wanna arch her back
Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe
No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll
Me and my guys, we flow like the river
Chat loos, get one in your liver
Or maybe your intestine
I got love for my gang, don't test man
[Ksav:]
I got washed up opps, it's peak
'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin
Out in the town tryna dish these foods
Ends are hot, but these cats be starving
We score them goals like Fifa
But we don't commentate like Marvin
No Taylor when we got down Swift
2 more down, that's no more targets
[Dbo:]
I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders
I do that there in my LV kicks
Must be the one who's spreading this virus
'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick
OT flying, we riding
Out on the field tryna catch me a prick
Bando days, we spin 'round driving
Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz
[Trapboy BT:]
Ay, I've been in the T with profit
Bruck down buds tryna make that profit
They chat on the net and gossip
A92, we the hottest topic
Shout SS for the pocket rocket
DBO got the plug like socket
I been 'round there on a madness
Watch them dash
What happened to the badness?
O
[Offica:]
In the block like awon da oya b'ota
How many points have we scored in the last few weeks?
Meji, merin, mefa
On the ball, 22 on my back like Kaka
Bro scores like Laca
Shoot and they scatter
Watch them man japa
Boppity bop, boppity bop
Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
Damn right I like this Charlie. 🔥
Mate you're going places
The drums so fucking good init defo one of the best drill beats 😭😭😭
"I swing my arms in a figure of 8, or
I won't leave till the whole clip empty..."
Fire🙌
[Intro: Ksav]
A92
Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In
Gang
Yo, Charlie
I like this one
92 baby
It's K
[Verse 1: Ksav]
I’ll swing my arm in a figure of 8
Or I won't leave till the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
[Verse 2: Dbo]
My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's turning you pack
They say that we come like athletes
Circle your block and we do them laps
All out attack tryna get this pagion
All out attack in the fields, don't lack
He thought he was big likе mac
'Till I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs
[Verse 3: Trapboy BT]
In the bando, no Kay
But I still make K’s from this Lyca sim
Thе jake boys irritate my skin
Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing
Dont sing like 6, dont snitch like 9
Still circle the nine 2 times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
[Verse 4: Offica]
Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?
Make the boy's eyes look like an asian
Man we get round there on any occasion
It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion
And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation
You're an opp boy, your a paigon
A ti lo a ti dé, more time when we slide round there its a quick ting, no calculation
[Verse 5: Ksav]
By God’s grace I dont end up a lifer
But I still slide, see me and we’ll ride out
I ying yang like China, rip 2 g’s
Make them drip like designer
On the block dressed in black like China
Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders
Hopefully I ain't got to remind yous
Up the A and fuck the Niners
I can't stand them boy from the Nine
All they know is tell lies, tell lies
But there main boy got splashed, baptised
And another Nine boy got hospitalised
Any talk on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
[Verse 6: Dbo]
Scar man’s face like Al Pacino
Buck into A and you can hold 2 on the pain, no free throw
Bow, bun, and the gun need reload
Stuck in the trap with one eye open
Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo
Dbo, fundz you can’t miss me on road
Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo
Bro bro went and bust that gun
I dont think that he’ll bust that case
They say we dont slide to the B
But Foomey’s gaff got smashed, no trace
They left Rexy fighting for his life
On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day
A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on?
Ask your pagion bae
[Verse 7: Trapboy BT]
About slide to the B, we slide to the B
How many man got chased by we?
And lil' man Rose got got times 3
All the Niners, watched them flee
Was me and MZ tryna catch them three
Tryna switch it like OT Chi
But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese
I lurked down the B Town strip
I was pissed that he didn't get hit
Tell bro rise that mash and spit
Aim for his top or aim for his wig
I seen bro grab that stick
Bally on his face, he's taking that risk
Let sticks beat like drum kit
Pull up on them and pump it
Tryna let it blow like trumpets
At them muppets
[Verse 8: Offica]
Bro said to hold this stick
Man you need them muscles
He let it spray like Mr Muscles
Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels
She wanna go low
Man bring them bottles
Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle
This bad b one split in the middle
Leng, bunda come fat, not little
All my girls them sweet like Skittles
Yo, baby, how you move like that?
This gyally wanna arch her back
Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe
No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll
Me and my guys, we flow like the river
Chat loos, get one in your liver
Or maybe your intestine
I got love for my gang, don't test man
[Verse 9: Ksav]
I got washed up opps, it's peak
'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin
Out in the town tryna dish these foods
Ends are hot, but these cats be starving
We score them goals like Fifa
But we don't commentate like Marvin
No Taylor when we got down Swift
2 more down, that's no more targets
[Verse 10: Dbo]
I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders
I do that there in my LV kicks
Must be the one who's spreading this virus
'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick
OT flying, we riding
Out on the field tryna catch me a prick
Bando days, we spin 'round driving
Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz
[Verse 11: Trapboy BT]
Ay, I've been in the T with profit
Bruck down buds tryna make that profit
They chat on the net and gossip
A92, we the hottest topic
Shout SS for the pocket rocket
DBO got the plug like socket
I been 'round there on a madness
Watch them dash
What happened to the badness?
[Verse 12: Offica]
In the block like awon da oya b’ota
How many points have we scored in the last few weeks?
Meji, merin, mefa
On the ball, 22 on my back like Kaka
Bro scores like Laca
Shoot and they scatter
Watch them man japa
Boppity bop, boppity bop
Gbe soke ju si le omo dancer
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight
Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
cold
The Queen’s diss track:
“If I catch Markle on opp block, my team gonna steam her like Top Shop / she’ll trade in her Suits for a body bag on site and that’s on God”
Aye I know u told me where the second grime 808 is from, do u gotta link to the drum kit it’s in?
Just text CZR on Instagram for his “Drillers X Trappers” kit
Ur pfp 😂😂
Yup Ireland
🔥🔥🔥
fucking amazing, love it sm
This was fire my guy ngl
What plugin did you use for the melody?
Nexus, Custom made preset
@@suspekt7 Nexus 3?
@@mlrd6622 2
@@suspekt7 did you use a already plugin, but just changed it?
@@suspekt7 there is a way that i can get somehow your preset?
coldddddddddddddd
Yo charlie i like this one 🙏👀
Tell an opp boy I'm waiting if they bang on the net imma go crazy they don't grip gats they don't grip shanks they don't bang for the set they bang for the net imma go catch em lazy my boys real hittas they ride for the gang hop in the 4 by 4 kick down your door when I grip that no remorse I'm cleaning em out as if I'm doing chores
Yoo charlie i like this one
🥶
Durísimo bro sabes tu trabajo.
Legendary
That is cold
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💙🔥
finally
it needs to be a loadingscreen music
Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi
Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti
Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre coi sinti, ha
Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi
Ancora no non ho parlato, fra di galera
Raga almeno fate parlare chi dentro c'era
Mica questo frate che s'è fatto una sera
Quando facevamo le rivolte lui dov'era
Dicono non vedo, non parlo, non sento
Mamma mia frate quante cazzate che sento
Mio fratello ti spiega il regolamento
Se non sai stare in gruppo vai in isolamento
Ti aspettano armati tutti con le lame
Ti urlano dal blindo: buscetta, infame! (Buscetta!)
Rimani isolato fra come un cane
Puoi farti la corda frate tanto vale
Ale ale ale ale ale ale
Mangio Rivotril, galera, ospedale
Halo halo halo halo halo halo
Una chiamata giuro scende tutta Calo
Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi
Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti
Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre con i sinti, ha
Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi
Te lo dice un gipsy, te lo dice un sinto
Baby se non fa successo sarà dietro il blindo
E per dormire in cella mi pagherai l'affitto
E se non mi paghi in tempo giuro faccio un delitto
E te lo giuro scema vale, galera, ospedale
Frate se non faccio il rapper, faró il criminale
Già da tempo gliel'ho detto all'assistente sociale
Lei invece m'ha risposto: andrai in tribunale
Infami, infami! Liberate shiptari! Shiptari!
Questi sbirri Macari, Macari
Liberate i cumpari! Cumpari, cumpari, pah!
Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi
Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti
Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre con i sinti, ha
Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi
Mi ricordo quando eravamo bimbi
Giocavamo porta a porta con i sinti
Dopo siam cresciuti ma sempre con i sinti, ha
Giocavamo a poker ma dietro i blindi, ha
Ma dietro i blindi, ma dietro i blindi
Ma dietro i blindi, ma dietro i blindi, ma dietro i blind
niga what
Flames broooo🔥🔥🔥
Certiii 🤣🔥🔥
When the bullied kid comes back to school with gang
A92
Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In
Gang
Yo, Charlie
I like this one
92 baby
It's K
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight
Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's turning you back
They say that we come like athletes
Circle your block and we do them laps
All out attack tryna get this pagion
All out attack in the fields, don't lack
He thought he was big like man
'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs
In the bando, no Kay
But I still make K's from this Lyca sim
The Jake boys irritate my skin
Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing
Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine
Still circle the nine two times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?
Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian
Man we get round there on any occasion
It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion
And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation
You're an opp boy, your a paigon
A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there
It's a quick ting, no calculation
By God's grace I don't end up a lifer
But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out
I ying yang like China, rip two g's
Make them drip like designer
On the block dressed in black like China
Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders
Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya
Off the-, and fuck the-
I can't stand them boy from the-
All they know is tell lies, tell lies
But their main boy got splashed, baptized
And another- boy got hospitalized
Any talk on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
Scar man's face like Al Pacino
Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw
Bow, bun, and the gun need reload
Stuck in the trap with one eye open
Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo
Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road
Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo
Bro, bro went and bust that gun
I don't think that he'll bust that case
They say we don't slide to the-
But- got smashed, no trace
They left- fighting for his life
On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day
A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on?
Ask your pagion bae
About slide to the-, we slide to the-
How many man got chased by we?
And lil' man- got got times three
All the-, watched them flee
Was me and MZ tryna catch them three
Tryna switch it like OT Chi
But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese
I lurked down the B Town strip
I was pissed that he didn't get hit
Tell bro rise that mash and spit
Aim for his top or aim for his wig
I seen bro grab that stick
Bally on his face, he's taking that risk
Let sticks beat like drum kit
Pull up on them and pump it
Tryna let it blow like trumpets
At them muppets
Bro said to hold this stick
Man you need them muscles
He let it spray like Mr Muscles
Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels
She wanna go low
Man bring them bottles
Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle
This bad b one split in the middle
Leng, bunda come fat, not little
All my girls them sweet like Skittles
Yo, baby, how you move like that?
This gyally wanna arch her back
Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe
No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll
Me and my guys, we flow like the river
Chat loose, get one in your liver
Or maybe your intestine
I got love for my gang, don't test man
I got washed up opps, it's peak
'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin
Out in the town tryna dish these foods
Ends are hot, but these cats be starving
We score them goals like FIFA
But we don't commentate like Marvin
No Taylor when we got down-
Two more down, that's no more targets
I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders
I do that there in my LV kicks
Must be the one who's spreading this virus
'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick
OT flying, we riding
Out on the field tryna catch me a prick
Bando days, we spin 'round driving
Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz
Ay, I've been in the T with profit
Bruck down buds tryna make that profit
They chat on the net and gossip
A92, we the hottest topic
Shout SS for the pocket rocket
DBO got the plug like socket
I been 'round there on a madness
Watch them dash
What happened to the badness?
In your block like awon da oya b'ota
How many points have we scored in the last few weeks?
Meji, merin, mefa
On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka
Bro scores like Laca
Shoot and they scatter
Watch them man japa
Boppity bop, boppity bop
Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
yo can you do block 6’s plugged in instrumental? plz?
I did it!
This ain’t a remake it’s the official instrumental he made it
Rap able
LOOK my flow hard I ain't tryna go smart hit in the dart man got bleep in the ducking house beside the mouse
mad beat bro, am i allowed to use this for an intro if i drop link to this? and if so would i need to ask for each beat or can I do the same for others? thanks g
100 subs 👀
Ball like a boss and ball how I want till my mission complete
I could get money to last me the year
And I’ll still need a re by the end of the week
What’s with your bro I don’t know what he means
Boy this the streets, we think on our feet
I cannot squabble all over a watch
Cos I knew Johnny before Phillipe
[Verse 1]
Run from the plug cuh his belly was full
No it weren’t great but it’s calm it was cool
Back in the day when we wanted to play
Having your blade was a part of the rules
Watch when you’re down they don’t answer your calls
When bro was wanted I harboured the four
If they ain’t working I’m starving them all
Feds kicked the door disembark with the crew
Feds kicked the door disembark out the place
Cos there’s packets of yay by the bottle of Wrays
Brodie a zombie he’s off it today
Baddie, I think she wants it today
Cabbie, jump in the ride and I sway
Happy, copped me a box of the pot
This ain’t estates we don’t trap on the corner but these Nokias have us working a lot
Fuck what you want, take what you get
This world we live in you earn your respect
If the nigga ask questions it comes from the best
Straight from the V, down to the S
Free my boy up that’s a nigga I miss
He’ll rob a boy on the way to a lick
I ain’t waiting for shit I’m impatient with it
Aye
0:13
Iffff
Thanks man for this =)
😂
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight
Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's turning you back
They say that we come like athletes
Circle your block and we do them laps
All out attack tryna get this pagion
All out attack in the fields, don't lack
He thought he was big like man
'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs
In the bando, no Kay
But I still make K's from this Lyca sim
The Jake boys irritate my skin
Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing
Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine
Still circle the nine two times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?
Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian
Man we get round there on any occasion
It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion
And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation
You're an opp boy, your a paigon
A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there
It's a quick ting, no calculation
Brooo this is sickkk wtfff
buen istrumental nigga bendiciones
This spacey 808 how to
how did you get your beat on plugged in? :)
do block 6 plugged in instrumental
Stupiddddd🔥🔥🔥
Amazing beat bro where can I get that FX lead up from? Been looking for it for time g
Have u found it?
@@tmice4511 nah 😒
@@JDavis- its the riser used in doir i have it
What is the name of the grime 808 from CZR’s kit that you used?
Which kit vol 1 or vol 2?
@@psy-k-loan both
is that piano from nexus?
Custom preset
@@suspekt7 yh thats cold g🥶
@@suspekt7 whats it called?
How do u do thisbspace 808
what 808 did you use?
I think main 808 is 808melo’s 808 👀
Its the dior 808
What 808 did u use for the second grime 808?
CZR Drillers X Trappers grime 808
@@suspekt7 thank you bro 🙏
@@suspekt7 what effects did u add?
How to make this vibe tho
What 808?
The Dior 808 from 808Melo’s Dior drum kit
#dead man walking #yenckapas
How do I download it g
You cannot, It’s already been sold
Bruh where did all your videos go?
They are just on private right now. Let me know if there is one in particular you would like public 💯
@@suspekt7 yee i think it was called arabic, hard asl
^
whats that vox called?
Name of snare please
“WDF Did I Add This” Snare from the 808melo Dior Kit
how'd you get your beat to fumez?
I didn’t, that’s not how it works. Me & most of A92 share the same manager so he would show them my beats
@@suspekt7 wtf i wish i had a manager already with this size lmao
@@DXXD_ fr
And i saw u used d minor as key
that the dior 808?
👍
Make 38 shamz diamonds instrumental pleases
I did not make that instrumental
@@suspekt7 but do you know who to make it
@@husainaslam7796 no you are going to have to speak to the producer of that instrumental
@@suspekt7 calm
@@husainaslam7796wdym calm
Collab with #psonthebeat @psonthebeat??
what is the bpm
Rise it attack it grab him damage
No joke ting told Brodie pack him
Talkin Gm’s not rappin like U know all the pigs dem attaching
Keeping it minimal Capping Got Year 9’s wanna shine get clapping
Tap him, wrap him, life ain’t lavish
What’s that sound at 00:47
Grime bass
@@suspekt7 is there a specific one you use or where can I find more beats like this with this sound.
@@lilsheik3759 the one in this beat is from the CZR Drillers x Trappers kit
@@suspekt7 you should make a similar beat like this🔥 I wanna make beats but I just use band lab on my phone and wanted to know the sound cuz I like it so much
@@lilsheik3759 This is my beat
Which scale did u use and which chords
D min
@@K40-w6w okay thanks
@@prod.solidsnxke8495 👀🔥
@@K40-w6w i like dminor its very noiice
@@prod.solidsnxke8495 💫🙌
Écrase mon ex copine
T'inquiète pas pour moi mec
Je suis déjà avec ma
Nouvelle chou
J'en ai rien a faire tu viens
Pas lui demander ses
Comptes et dommage elle va
Pas te cala même si t'es
Sons vos discussions n'iront
Pas plus loin
Écrasse jour après jour mon ex
Copine elle était trop
Présser de me vider
Va sy c'est de l'humour ce que
Je te dis mais va s'y la meuf
Avec qui j'étais
C'est une ex donc une ex
C'est une personne qui n'est
Plus sur toi mais je m'en fou
Comme j'ai dis je fais des sons
Lourd et en plus j'ai ma
Nouvelle chou
Et puis le temps ne va pas
T'attendre seul dieu peut
T'attendre le temps non
Donc va s'y brise mon ex
Mon ex c'est ta meuf et moi
J'ai ma nouvelle donc
Maintenant je vais te dire
La vérité je m'en bas les
Steaks d'elle elle n'était pas
Parfaite pour moi ainsi va la
Vie elle est parfaite pour toi
Vas'y mon gars
Écrase la , écrase, écrase la
Je t'ai pas dit en mode meurtre
Non juste va faire
D'elle une mère de famille si
Elle le souhaite
Écrasse mon ex copine
T'inquiète pas pour moi mec
Je suis déjà avec ma nouvelle
Chou et je suis bien mieux
Avec ma nouvelle et elle
Au moin je l'aime et elle est
La femme parfaite pour moi
Donc maintenant tg et fait
Ta vie avec mon ex
Bpm?
Prolly around 140-145
Ich brauche das ott die gute Ware Bin wieder da mit gute Hase
Willst nur ein Zehner kriegst aber garnichts
bpm? key?
142 & D minor I think
@@suspekt7 thanks bro 🔥🔥 btw
Make a rap
Take the base out use king von
Crazy story
Need it asap
Gotta pay 15€
Most cases are motive for my sins
Lil bro wanna rep postcodes and drink
Tables turned I just learned
To score points with one stone on a trip
Run it upfront those boys just limp
I back my blood till I’m seeing crips
Keep it tucked before I swing my fists
Then I back my Ching before he backs his
Thats my boy Eskay The reaper
Slap this knife on nervous guys
Bet the blade wont get any deeper
Come test me I’ll meet up
Let me grip and ride cause know I’m a cheater
Burn to a degree for this beef
School my ops like a teacher
Ive been lost like fox in a safari
Bad b wanna wine or bicardi
Should I see her soon
I was offset tonight dancing on 3 girls from the party
She’s upset and I’m telling her call me
I’m sorry that I’m not sorry.
I know your worried but this bitch gotta back bigger than port Macquarie
Mitch and Reece kamò Duà Dalì
Isà isà my ops cant harm me
I’m a loco poker
if your local keep it tucked if your worried
Don’t talk to me how you pull that blade
Or how you got locked in chains
I got blood to spill with my brothers on the field
Don’t mention the NSK
what drum kit did you use?
A lot but a lot of the sounds are from the CZR Drillers X Trappers kit
0:12
Bpm ?
Think it’s 142
A92
Fumez the Engineer, Plugged In
Gang
Yo, Charlie
I like this one
92 baby
It's K
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight
Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's turning you back
They say that we come like athletes
Circle your block and we do them laps
All out attack tryna get this pagion
All out attack in the fields, don't lack
He thought he was big like man
'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs
In the bando, no Kay
But I still make K's from this Lyca sim
The Jake boys irritate my skin
Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing
Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine
Still circle the nine two times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?
Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian
Man we get round there on any occasion
It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion
And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation
You're an opp boy, your a paigon
A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there
It's a quick ting, no calculation
By God's grace I don't end up a lifer
But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out
I ying yang like China, rip two g's
Make them drip like designer
On the block dressed in black like China
Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders
Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya
Off the-, and fuck the-
I can't stand them boy from the-
All they know is tell lies, tell lies
But their main boy got splashed, baptized
And another- boy got hospitalized
Any talk on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
Scar man's face like Al Pacino
Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw
Bow, bun, and the gun need reload
Stuck in the trap with one eye open
Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo
Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road
Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo
Bro, bro went and bust that gun
I don't think that he'll bust that case
They say we don't slide to the-
But- got smashed, no trace
They left- fighting for his life
On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day
A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on?
Ask your pagion bae
About slide to the-, we slide to the-
How many man got chased by we?
And lil' man- got got times three
All the-, watched them flee
Was me and MZ tryna catch them three
Tryna switch it like OT Chi
But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese
I lurked down the B Town strip
I was pissed that he didn't get hit
Tell bro rise that mash and spit
Aim for his top or aim for his wig
I seen bro grab that stick
Bally on his face, he's taking that risk
Let sticks beat like drum kit
Pull up on them and pump it
Tryna let it blow like trumpets
At them muppets
Bro said to hold this stick
Man you need them muscles
He let it spray like Mr Muscles
Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels
She wanna go low
Man bring them bottles
Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle
This bad b one split in the middle
Leng, bunda come fat, not little
All my girls them sweet like Skittles
Yo, baby, how you move like that?
This gyally wanna arch her back
Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe
No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll
Me and my guys, we flow like the river
Chat loose, get one in your liver
Or maybe your intestine
I got love for my gang, don't test man
I got washed up opps, it's peak
'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin
Out in the town tryna dish these foods
Ends are hot, but these cats be starving
We score them goals like FIFA
But we don't commentate like Marvin
No Taylor when we got down-
Two more down, that's no more targets
I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders
I do that there in my LV kicks
Must be the one who's spreading this virus
'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick
OT flying, we riding
Out on the field tryna catch me a prick
Bando days, we spin 'round driving
Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz
Ay, I've been in the T with profit
Bruck down buds tryna make that profit
They chat on the net and gossip
A92, we the hottest topic
Shout SS for the pocket rocket
DBO got the plug like socket
I been 'round there on a madness
Watch them dash
What happened to the badness?
In your block like awon da oya b'ota
How many points have we scored in the last few weeks?
Meji, merin, mefa
On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka
Bro scores like Laca
Shoot and they scatter
Watch them man japa
Boppity bop, boppity bop
Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
I'll swing my arm in a figure of eight
Or I won't leave 'til the whole clip empty
Them boy ain't nothing but pagions
I can see why them boy love envy
I want LV, Prada or Gucci
I might just offend my opps in Fendi
And when juice get spilled like soda
No I won't say no words like Kenny
My hand ting coming like Corona
If it coughs twice then it's turning you back
They say that we come like athletes
Circle your block and we do them laps
All out attack tryna get this pagion
All out attack in the fields, don't lack
He thought he was big like man
'Til I pulled out this stick tryna swing for backs
In the bando, no Kay
But I still make K's from this Lyca sim
The Jake boys irritate my skin
Can't put me in the bin, no comment, can't sing
Don't sing like six, don't snitch like nine
Still circle the nine two times
With a machine no gym
Tryna put him in the sky
Make an opp boy fly
Get whacked by mine
Where them at, where them be, where the paigons get?
Make the boy's eyes look like an Asian
Man we get round there on any occasion
It ain't a ride out, it's an invasion
And if you fuck with them, it's a simple equation
You're an opp boy, your a paigon
A ti lo a ti de, more time when we slide round there
It's a quick ting, no calculation
By God's grace I don't end up a lifer
But I still slide, see me and we'll ride out
I ying yang like China, rip two g's
Make them drip like designer
On the block dressed in black like China
Fresh air ones, see me in my sliders
Hopefully I ain't got to remind ya
Off the-, and fuck the-
I can't stand them boy from the-
All they know is tell lies, tell lies
But their main boy got splashed, baptized
And another- boy got hospitalized
Any talk on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
Scar man's face like Al Pacino
Buck into A and you can hold two on the pain, no free throw
Bow, bun, and the gun need reload
Stuck in the trap with one eye open
Hoping the cats don't drop that kilo
Dbo, fundz you can't miss me on road
Fundz, 'cause man's got green like Cee-Lo
Bro, bro went and bust that gun
I don't think that he'll bust that case
They say we don't slide to the-
But- got smashed, no trace
They left- fighting for his life
On a hospital bed, got chinged broad day
A1 give her dick in her belly, which side is she on?
Ask your pagion bae
About slide to the-, we slide to the-
How many man got chased by we?
And lil' man- got got times three
All the-, watched them flee
Was me and MZ tryna catch them three
Tryna switch it like OT Chi
But I'm in OT tryna make this cheese
I lurked down the B Town strip
I was pissed that he didn't get hit
Tell bro rise that mash and spit
Aim for his top or aim for his wig
I seen bro grab that stick
Bally on his face, he's taking that risk
Let sticks beat like drum kit
Pull up on them and pump it
Tryna let it blow like trumpets
At them muppets
Bro said to hold this stick
Man you need them muscles
He let it spray like Mr Muscles
Chocolate ting from Belgium, Brussels
She wanna go low
Man bring them bottles
Wait, she wanna jiggle and wiggle
This bad b one split in the middle
Leng, bunda come fat, not little
All my girls them sweet like Skittles
Yo, baby, how you move like that?
This gyally wanna arch her back
Go low, limbo, limbo, touch your toe
No Elvis, baby, when I rock and roll
Me and my guys, we flow like the river
Chat loose, get one in your liver
Or maybe your intestine
I got love for my gang, don't test man
I got washed up opps, it's peak
'Cause you man move gay, that's suttin' like Marvin
Out in the town tryna dish these foods
Ends are hot, but these cats be starving
We score them goals like FIFA
But we don't commentate like Marvin
No Taylor when we got down-
Two more down, that's no more targets
I do them in my Nike tracksuit and sliders
I do that there in my LV kicks
Must be the one who's spreading this virus
'Cause everyone knows that my flows too sick
OT flying, we riding
Out on the field tryna catch me a prick
Bando days, we spin 'round driving
Wave this wand in my hand, no wiz
Ay, I've been in the T with profit
Bruck down buds tryna make that profit
They chat on the net and gossip
A92, we the hottest topic
Shout SS for the pocket rocket
DBO got the plug like socket
I been 'round there on a madness
Watch them dash
What happened to the badness?
In your block like awon da oya b'ota
How many points have we scored in the last few weeks?
Meji, merin, mefa
On the ball, twenty-two on my back like Kaka
Bro scores like Laca
Shoot and they scatter
Watch them man japa
Boppity bop, boppity bop
Gbe soke ju sile omo dancer
0:06