KEWAN LIGGER BEATET NORMAL, Shooter Gang, Baloosh - Fortjener 

På alt, hvor er sinaloa stil shooter gang hen nutildages?

Der er stor ting i vente

Gammelt? De er lige kommet ud for et øjeblik siden

@@iloveowls8748 before def jam ruined them

Samme her

man kan sku da ikke skrive i laver bare bliver ved (:::::::::::::::::::::::

Han skriv godt MUSIK i laver

😀👋🏾

Hvorfor skriver du på engelsk?💀💀

@@viktorlund3065 nok fordi personen ikke kan dansk😂

@@Dudas2300 men han høre dansk musik ?

@@slo4reel853 du har en god pointe

@@slo4reel853 Det ikke unormalt jeg høre da fransk tysk u name it men jeg høre stadig musik på sprog jeg ikke forstår

Helt enig🦁🔥

Ja❤️

Den her er god?

Forstå teksten først og så sig den er dårlig

Du tripper bro

Enig

Kommer aldrig til st ske

@@kakamunch9917 Ik, Ik.

Branco og Mowgli ville være sindssygt

@@kakamunch9917 aldrig sig aldrig

Baloosh, stepz, mowgli, gilli og jamaika

Tillykke 😒

Typisk Adam kommentar 😘

@@valbytaxa95 Adem* 😘

@@Simon-xh1fl der er ikke noget der hedder adem jeg fik 7 i dansk tro mig 👍 men Adam det er et navn 😊

@@valbytaxa95 👌

Its danish

Okay cheers bro, never been out of aus so don't really know..

@@nicholascrosswell1863 Haha its all good

Hvorfor?

@@marcusseidler1267 de holdt koncert men det er noget tid siden

Nej det er Polo G

@@Noah-up3dd bruh du er rataderet

@@Noah-up3dd du er hjerne skadet

[Transcript: Baloosh] I'm not alone when I'm on my thing, remember people they know me Haven't heard or seen, so don't talk about it, you're selling your' friends But when there trouble so we here again and waving hands Stick him one, just stick him in the leg, just what he deserves [Verse 1: Tan] I come from a dark childhood Where it's hard to get up when there's prejudice I've never had a job I've weighed on a scale to fill my pocket Since I've been little it's only been chaos and violence It's clear when you come from concrete There are things in life I'd like to change But it is what it is, it just stays that way I've seen with my own eyes what can happen Two men, masked in a BMW Roll up, let's go, there'll be a crime scene No love, no mercy, we'll take it all Just fuck it all up and we're gone Yeah, fuck the cops, they'll come close But breaking that code ain't so easy And we'll eat till we're full [Encore: Baloosh] I'm not alone when I'm on my thing, remember people they know me Haven't heard or seen, so don't talk about it, you're selling your' friends But when there's trouble then we're here again and waving hands Stick him one, just stick him in the leg, just what he deserves (Uh, Belly) [Verse 2: Belly] There no time to relax (Relax) When we take the chance every day (Every day) Ain't got time to catch a new case (New case) But they know that street it my trade (My trade) Let 'em send one bullet, we'll send three Let 'em all know we're back Now they all want a piece of the pie But was never part of the plan Give 'em what they deserve Took him away, put him in a cellar This town is full of hyenas Nobody smiles here, but they show their teeth Give 'em what they deserve Took him away, put him in a cellar This town is full of hyenas No one smiles here, but they show their teeth [Chorus: Baloosh] I'm not alone when I'm on my thing, remember people they know me Haven't heard or seen, so don't talk about it, you're selling your' friends But when there trouble so we here again and waving hands Stick him one, just stick him in the leg, just what he deserves [Verse 3: Dinero] Give it gas, spin it [Spin it] Out on the road to find them (Find them) This war, we're gonna win it, fuck if you big or skinny Invest in my block like a broker Steer the boat like a sailor (Sailor) Stab him if he hates Triple M, chasing paper, paper Aiwa, roll up on your block with a Glock Jump out of a beamer Stacks up, fills your pocket Feelin' good, so fuck if they like me In a trap, I let, blue blink, so I check the curtains Safe man in spot on his job, there different magazines [Encore: Baloosh] I'm not alone when I'm on my thing, remember people they know me Haven't heard or seen, so don't talk about it, you're selling your' friends But when there trouble then we here again and waving hands Stick him one, just stick him in the leg, just what he deserves [Outro: Baloosh] Just what he deserves, huh There's blood on my hands, uh Got it on him, and he's shutting down Sending prayers against enemies, huh Selling his friends, huh Some yallah sold fence goods Into the car and I fill the machine You know it turns me on

@OpholdsstedetFjorden homoseksualitet er imod naturen din klovn. Bare se på alle de beskidte sygdomme både homoer og lesbiske får efter samleje. Tag den nye sygdom som eksempel MONKEY POX det er en direkte straf fra gud til homoseksuelle🤫🫢