spuszczam ziom balast nie czeka mnie kara sie schleje lub zjaram lub na raz ta jak idol gadal nic nie przeskrobalem wiec nie musze kota ogonem odwracac dopuszczam do siebie koncepcje swiata gdzie tym uniwersum zarzadza paradise to moje parawersum rzucam ziomus w chuj wersow nie wazne jakich wazne ze sie nie staram nie meczy melancholia mnie gdyby nie ona to rozpierdol pewnie za szybko by mnie pokonał wole miec na sluchawkach instrumental i pisac wersy paluchami w cheetosach gdy wyjde na swiatlo dzienne to nie znosze jarzmienia nigdy po klonach nigdy po nuggetsach w bani na trzezwo mam szeroki metraz to ich tak wrylo w ziemie stoja jak stado owiec nie owijam w bawelne wiedzcie ze to nie koniec kazdym wejsciem coraz bardziej rozpierdalam dla ciebie to bedzie i tak pominiecie bo jak tego nie ominiesz z ta rozkmina bedziesz mial wieczorem problem z zasnieciem
Doped up, take drugs and I'm posting up On the stoop just rolling up Too many blunts, she say "Hold up" Just ridin' 'round Rining out, so we slidin' round Bass banging like thunderstorms Talk down, see me pulling that lighting out Then I'll strike ya, like striker See, I roll your ashes and light ya Either I'm with the team or I'm with the KLVN Either way, I ain't about to fight ya We're gonna find ya, and teach ya That everything ain't peaches See, everything ain't gravy You get no handshake when I see you, bitch [Hook] Getting cash, flowing fast Loading up my golden gat Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel Go so slow I'm riding still Living life so lavish, I'm living life so lavish I got blunt guts in the basement, I got blunt wraps in the attic Getting cash, flowing fast Loading up my golden gat Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel Go so slow I'm riding still Living life so lavish, I'm living life so lavish I got blunt guts in the basement, I got blunt wraps in the attic [Verse 2] I'm lurking, I'm swerving I roll blunts tighter than turbans A little turbulence on the .36 Going 96, that's murder See, 187 my rhyme scheme Rolex on my time piece Cuban links on my fucking neck I made that off of rhyming things And now I'm rhyming still, rhyming still Go so slow that I'm riding still
was about to thank you, but i checked the whole soundtrack (i guess, never watched the movie) and couldnd find the part. could you specify the track name. i would highly apprechiate, lookin for this sample a long time now <3
Hey Elmo Google called they said they ain't paying you dick listen theese boohoo bitches they basic I got the shit that make you feel like magic a real hat trick pull out a zip a stick bitches and Incrested crucifixes
Man, I noticed that this beat is nearly identical to the OG beat. Like length wise. Cut out the intro of the women talking and 1 second out the outro where it cuts by you and you have the full track. But still thank you for uploading it. I looked on vk.com and I couldn't find it, so you were the only one who still had the beat and you uploaded it. :) StereoRyze must has deleted it.
1:56 Better watch on what you say, got no chopper got the blade, try to run up big mistake, bitch i dare you come my way, Watch the bullet hit your brain, doctor can not save the day, now you're cold up in that grave, slowly forgetting your name.
0:49 Better watch on what you say, got no chopper got the blade, try to run up big mistake, bitch i dare you come my way, might be quiet but i'll aim, yah im quiet but i'll AYE! Watch the bullet hit your brain, doctor can not save the day, now you're cold up in that grave, slowly forgetting your name, fuck that set you always claim, wont let you forget my name, had a price you had to pay, now get the fuck out my way, never know might die today, if i do dont cry okay.
[BONES: VERSE 1] Doped up Take drugs and I'm posting up On the stoop just rolling up Too many blunts, she say "hold up" Just ridin' 'round raining out, so we slidin' round Bass baning like thunder storms Talk down see me pulling that lighting out And I'll strike ya, like striker See I roll your ashes and light ya Either way I'm with the team Or I'm with the KLVN Either way I ain't about to fight ya We're gonna find ya, and teach ya That everything ain't peaches See everything ain't gravy Get no handshake when I see you, bitch [Hook] Getting cash, flowing fast Loading up my golden gat Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel Go so slow I'm riding still Living life so lavish I'm living life so lavish I got blunt guts in the basement I got blunt wraps in the attic Getting cash, flowing fast Loading up my golden gat Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel Go so slow I'm riding still Living life so lavish I'm living life so lavish I got blunt guts in the basement I got blunt wraps in the attic [BONES: VERSE 2] I'm lurking, I'm swerving I roll blunts tighter than turbans A little turbulence on the .36 Going 96, that's murder See, 187 my rhyme scheme Rolex on my time piece Cuban Link on my fucking neck I made that off of rhyming things And now I'm rhyming still, rhyming still Go so slow that I'm riding still
