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love the reverb on the hi hats, so techy metallic, just woow, the melody makes you step in trance, dope

Done a madness on this one bro💯🤝

COLD COLD COLD COLD COLD BRO 💥💥💥💥💥💥

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wanna collab g

Colddddd

Beats hardddd

can u upload show me instrumental??

coldd come we mek part 2

This sounds a lot like Welcome to Brixton and the fact that this was released before welcome to brixton says a lot

I just got a drop no bin bag I ain’t taking a break like kit Kat Fuck a six pack Click orders and it despatch straight to my addy I’ll risk Can wife that cah noreeko flick it I made grands from my bedroom styl I ain’t been in the trap Kit kat I Got arrested now my forces dig dat If lose these racks then im back to the basics My mum just found racks in my pillow I told her that I’m into trading She don’t know I scam one nigga in Brighton Swansea even in Leyton You think my life is amazing Trust me his is the risk I’m takin g One of my victim snitch now nationwide said I’m misbehaving Now I gotta firm them fumes Scam line clear there’s no way of tracing Done it once I want more still Coach why you coming late to training I just cash out 4 bills and that’s raw spill I barely train on a week day I just rip on Sunday I just cashed in on Sunday I buy accs on Sunday Then carry on Monday I’m gonna blow like someday Thsi alley is one way Your only leaving one Give a fuck what trumps say I scammed on Wednesday I forgot that I scamed on Tuesday Give a toss what you say I’m on track like Usain I’m old skl like Kool aid She use teeth like tooth paste Truss me scamming my Fortay Your a rapper a caps I’m just a. Scammer that raps I know some trappers who traps Your just a trapper that acts facts

Is this free for non profit btw? only youtube👀

Haja

that sound at 0:27 carrys the whole beat

Nah that engineer is going to hell 4 the welcome to the gulag 🤮🤮🤮

Intro: Suspect] Ay A way, get me? Hilzz made this That way AGB shit, free my nigga Armed Response, 100 times You are now locked in to Pacman TV [Verse 1: Suspect] I just got a drop, that's intel’ Now man's filling the 12 with big bells Fuck the drill scene Ask 'bout me in the hood You’ll know why my name ring bells Grind three buds and bill up a big L Culprit, Mizz, and Gucc', try inhale Bootings, chingings, tuna swinging Opps get pressured on road and in jail Wan' see red tape, no ribbon If he's the past, then that's my present I got a gift when it comes to cheffing Wet man's head and he learnt his lesson If verbal's got me stressing Simple, get 'round there and stretch him How’s R1 still giving me verbal? When Culps died, like he never left him We did it again like Bis And again, you didn’t wanna back your bredrin Got my splash when I get trap fit So try G check, won't finish your sentence Run a man down, he run out of breath He run out of blood, now he’s in the mud I think 'bout him when I roll this bud Think 'bout him when I roll this bud She got cute face and booty Big boobies, that's all ’round beauty Who's he? Don't care if he a juvie Get a boy down, I can't be choosey Ever since SY named his mindi How many guys got done by Susie? Gyal say I'm cute and cooly But she don't know what I do in QC But she don't know what I do in Cumbo That lightie come like a cross-breed pack No Runtz, the other one straight from Congo And I heard suttin' else just got packed Don't ask "By who?" I'll tell you "God knows" Six in a dirty long-nose L2, R2, two-hand control Turn that block to a war zone ZK loadout, I step in trios Load up guns and hit man's back Like Hitman did, let it burn like Ne-Yo Might sound and look like us But truss, ain't wild like us like Rio I grew up in the concrete jungle, so my attitude stinks like BO Gang catch stains, no Biggie Bro notorious for his blikky All eyes on me for two packs Still, the hustle can't die like Nipsey I was 15 tryna be like 50 In the T house with a pack and flicky Wan' get rich but beef is frying Run up on me, you might die trying The opps are salty, beef is frying Bro just pepper one with this iron Bro just pepper one with this iron [Verse 2: T.Scam] If I back mine, then bro's backing his too We swing shanks, we ain't into ju-jitsu How many Lyca SIM's have we been through? If bro slaps his, then he deffo won't miss you How many opps got cheffed, cheffed? Belly, back, neck, head You claim that gang, that's dead Tell your mum "Buy a coffin" Soon you'll need that bed I love my brownie 'cah she locks this stick But I love the way my lightie deepthroats this dick In Brondesbury Park, three bells got ripped Now I'm ducking him down, tryna push in this flick Shit, BA's in love with sticks If you buck into him then, you'll deffo get wigged If you see me in the ride Don't slip, don't slide That's a tent on your block and a taped off strip She got big bum and breasts, yes Pull out and buss on her chest I don't know why they're wearing vests Why? 'Cah Mizz got done in the head SWavey got Minty in the neck Reckz got shot in Peck' TBoy got cheffed in Cres' Mizz died in Cres' Culprit got packed sipping lean What a mess (Welcome to the gulag) Don't talk on me or my shooter Me and my shooter might glide in a Cooper Lock arms, slap corn out the Ruger Fuck the rumours, they're only bad on computers My South ting's cute, but my East ting's cuter I'm in the field like Lucas This winter the dots might lick out your chest You don't need to worry 'bout mucus When she's throwing it back I'm just thinking "Wow, chill, I don't need kids right now“ Ching, ching man down, scream "Ow“ If I back this ramz, better back your pal In front of the judge, no Simon Cowell GSqueeze held eight, he's alive, how? Babe's always wanting to beat The only thing I warn' beat goes "Bow, bow" [Outro: T.Scam] Bow, bow, bow, bow Gang shit, free Armed Response Free Hitman, free Risky R.I.P AK, gang Hilzz made this

lowkey one of my fav beats iwl

It’s one of the few beats which never get old

Beat is colddd af man

coach da ghost would body this

U better not scream 4 you get Six sieged He caught six bells now he got a ripped tee My kd goes up at an Alarming rate But I cant tell u bout c.o.d Apart from the fact that use zombies They get put in swishers but thas just a hobby Yo My lyca rings like a hunnid a day They say they shoot but none of them spray Pray Pray that my gs don’t dispatch Crossed over but never mismatched He want my g Cus he can’t his back he got turnt to a lit pack Am I feel my flow too unmatched Bro might jus die off the impact Otherwise wait to the zed gets unlatched Our block kinda a stiff patch I can say bout the 8 no Dig dat along with slim shady doing miles I’m the cut brewing piles Yes I’m in the trap with a Pyrex Say hi Rex for u chest get dissect b nines wanna let his go so I’m exited to try mine next My guy manic wiv the toolie But wiv me I’m jus not as direct Opp boy better show some respect 4 he get turned to a heaven reject All eyez on me like tupac The first pack came from a defect “The first done came from a defect” Can’t say we don’t ride the incorrect They chat but I wan drill instead Keep bore tryna see inside First time he seen this 7 Kinda remind me of inset 3 ops done run that’s six legs We’re dem man inspired by insects? Icl g a shank jus not enough You need to made of tougher stuff We slithering in ur ends but you man are hufflepuf I need money fast + Bubble buts He said to much now he get double cut that’s jus tough luck No I can’t get cuffed for love I’d rather get arrested for gang requested shell in his stomach but weren’t ingested

"Welcome to the gulag"

colddd

need a deconstructed

where did u ge ur beat tag from ? random but lookin for a new one

drums are crazy.. should drop tutorials bro

Ard

mad mad this is lit

Piano and kicks are god level but beat a bit repetitive

Ay A way, get me? That way AGB shit, free my nigga Armed Response, 100 times You are now locked in to Pacman TV [Verse 1: Sus] I just got a drop, that's intel Now a man’s filling the 12 with big bells Fuck the drill scene Ask 'bout me in the hood You'll know why my name ring bells Grind 3 buds and bill up a big L [?], [?] and [?], try inhale Bootings, chingings, tuner swinging Opps get pressured on road and in jail Warn’ see red tape, no ribbon If he's the past then that's my present I got a gift when it comes to cheffing Wet man's head and he learnt his lesson And verbal's got me stressing Simple, get 'round there and stretch him How's [?] still giving me verbal? When [?] died, like he never left him We did it again like Bis And again, you din't wanna back your bredrin Got my splash when I get trap fit So try g check, won’t finish your sentence Run a man down, he run out of breath You run out of blood, now he’s in the mud I think 'bout him when I roll this bud Think ’bout him when I roll this bud She got cute face and booty Big boobies, that's all around beauty Who's he? Don't get hit for your juvie Get a boy down, I can’t be chosey Ever since SY named his mindi How many guys got done by Susie? Gyal say I'm cute and cooly But she don't know what I do in [?] But she don't know what I do in Cumbo That lightie come like a cross Be pack, no Runtz, the other one straight from Congo And I heard suttin' else just got packed Don't aks man "who?" I'll tell you "God knows" 6 in a dirty long-nose L2, R2, 2-hand control Turn that block to a war zone ZK load up, step in trios Load up guns and hit man's back Like, hit man's did, let it burn like Neo Man sound and look like us But truss, ain't wild like us, like Rio I grew up in the concrete jungle So my attitude stinks like BO Gang catch stains, no biggie Bro no tourist, throw up his blikky All eyes on me for 2 packs Still, the hustle can't die like Nipsey I was 15 tryna be like 50 In the T house with a pack and flicky Warn' get rich but beef is frying Run up on me, you might die trying The opps are salty, beef is frying Bro just pepper one with this iron Bro just pepper one with this i- If I back mine then bro's backing his too We swing shanks We ain't into jujitsu How many Lyca sims have we been through? If bro slaps his then he defo won't miss you How many opps got cheffed, cheffed? Belly, back, neck, head You claim that gang, that's dead Tell your mum "buy a coffin" Soon you'll need that bed I love a brownie cah she locks this stick But I love the way my lightie deepthroats this dick In [?] 3 bells got ripped Now I'm ducking him down, tryna push in this flick Shit, BA's in love with sticks If you buck into him then you'll defo get wigged If you see me in the ride Don't slip, don't slide That's intent on your block and a taped off strip She got big bum and breasts, yes Pull out and buss on her chest I don't know why they're wearing vests Why? Kamil got done in the head SWavey got minty in the neck [?] got shot in Peck [?] got cheffed in cres [?] died in cres Culprit got packed sipping lean What a mess (Welcome to the gulag) Don't talk on me or my shooter Me and my shooter might glide in a Cooper Lock arms l, slap corn out the Ruger Fuck the rumours, they're only bad on computers My South ting's cute but my East ting's cuter I'm in the field like Lucas This winter the dotts might lick out your chest You don't need to worry 'bout mucus When she's throing it back I'm just thinking "wow Chill, I don't need kids right now" Ching, ching man down, scream "ow" If I back this Ramz, better back your pal In front of the judge, no Simon Cowell [?] held 8, he's alive, how? Babe's always wanting to beat The only thing I warn' beat goes "bow, bow"

dope bro

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Too cold

free for non profit?

Tell me the notes on the piano bro I wanna practice it

Cmon bro 😖🤮

Fireeee

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top 10 drill beats ever produced fr

YTC DONT KNOW BOUT YLT

vox?

Do all star freestyle by sin squad

hardd