Lil Durk, Lil Baby & Polo G - 3 Headed Goat (Instrumental) 

This the best one, should have more views

That synth screams TRON: Legacy vibes to me

Nah fr this is the best one lmao should be top the video

Dis give me call of duty z and twd vibes

-that feeling you get when the beat come on and you know you about to fuck it up

Who else finds it hard to freestyle without accidentally rapping a verse from the actual song

hard 🔥🔥🔥

first thought : call of duty zombies type beat

shit wakes up the demon in me

Remix to this coming 🫡🎙️

These rappers really nice as hell, I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off Man, he say he gon' press up on who? I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul Back to back Suburbans, I'm a big dog I was in the slums serving fentanyl Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals I been gettin' to a lot of missed calls Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking about I should slap him for saying he hot as me I don't know who could fuck with me, honestly And they know I'm the man so they watching me Different color bands like Monopoly Man, they must not be using his head If he thinking I don't keep a Glock on me That's like suicide if you play with us, got a better chance at the lottery Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep Make the crowd dance, choreography Once I got a plan, ain't no stopping me Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me A lot of people done said I won't be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology -polo g

This reminds me of call of duty.

This beat really, change my bad feeling,I'm now feeling better 😁👏

I wonder what the producer started with first: melody and 808s or melody then hi hats 🤔

These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as he pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key I cannot mention my homies inside of my song 'cause I know they be trappin' a lot I can't keep taking these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot I know a nigga who say he got rich off of dope but I know he be actin' a lot I know some niggas who say that they took down the city but niggas be lackin' a lot Yeah, that shit was awful, nigga had that dog food That day they shot you, I slid on the Mongoose You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me I cannot forget The police was lying, they said that they caught you, but nigga they made you admit Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (turn up) Under 25, living like a boss, ridin' 'round with a chauffeur I don't sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin' over my shoulder Niggas lying like I'm stealing swag but it's my shit like I wrote it These rappers really nice as hell, I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off Man, he say he gon' press up on who? I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul Back to back Suburbans, I'm a big dog I was in the slums serving fentanyl Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals I been gettin' to a lot of missed calls Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking about I should slap him for saying he hot as me I don't know who could fuck with me, honestly And they know I'm the man so they watching me Different color bands like Monopoly Man, they must not be using his head If he thinking I don't keep a Glock on me That's like suicide if you play with us, got a better chance at the lottery Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep Make the crowd dance, choreography Once I got a plan, ain't no stopping me Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me A lot of people done said I won't be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as he pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key

Love it bro. But you forgot the perc that comes in on the second part of babys chorus. Awsome job though

Way better than the other one wtf

Fireee🔥🔥

Hey could u make a type beat that goes hard like this? It really would give you that exposure 💯!!!

Best one on RU-vid. Is this from scratch or a loop and if it’s from scratch what sound did u use for the melody?

black ops 1 zombie remix

what plugin was used to make the sci-fi sound in the melody, omnisphere?

smart

Yo can I use this beat on one of my RU-vid videos? I’ll give u Creds

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sounds like something straight off one of the WatchDogs games. 😁

anybody else think this sound like the original fortnite music

lil durk: 00:40 polo G: 01:27

(verse) (0:39) You heard it here first, if I start on a rapper, I made his career, on the other hand, killed his one, Put out an album, the people went crazy, were saying, that new rapper never stopped spitting once, I have a feeling that you think you’re better, you better not sleep on me, I am now Freddy’s son, I got the Juice and now Pop it, remember the Smoke, R.I.P Mac Miller and Tentacion. I want to dip in and dance on ‘em, Jackson, I murdered the verse, I did it by accident,

Can I use this for Freestyle if I give credit ?

Best one

Karaoke [Chorus: Lil Baby] These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math, but, nigga, don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding 'round with that blicky, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm goin' retarded He say I'm hard and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat and I'm workin' the red key [Verse 1: Lil Durk] I cannot mention my homies inside of my song 'cause I know they be trappin' a lot I can't keep takin' these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot I know a nigga who say he got rich off the dope, but I know he be actin' a lot I know some niggas who said that they took down the city, but niggas be lackin' a lot Yeah That shit was awful, nigga had that dog food That day they shot you, I slid on a Mongoose You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me, I cannot forget The police was lyin', they say that they caught you, but nigga, they made you admit Your name was found, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (Turn up) [Verse 2: Lil Baby] Only twenty-five, livin' like a boss, ridin' 'round with a chauffeur I don't sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin' over my shoulder Niggas lyin' like I'm stealin' swag, boy, that's my shit like I wrote it [Verse 3: Polo G] Uh These rappers really nice as hell I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off Man, he say he gon' press up on who? I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul Back to back suburbans, I'm a big dawg I was in the slums servin' Fentanyl Zombieland, junkies havin' withdrawals I been gettin' to it, lotta missed calls Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking 'bout? I should slap you for sayin' he hot as me I don't know who could fuck with me honestly They know I'm the man, so they watchin' me Different color bands like Monopoly Man, he must not be usin' his head If he thinkin' I don't keep a Glock with me That's like suicide if you play with us Got a better chance at the lottery Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep Make the crowd dance, choreography Once I got a plan, ain't no stoppin' me Three-car garage, million-dollar crib With a foreign bitch ridin' on top of me Lot of people done said I wouldn't be shit Well, I guess they owe me an apology [Chorus: Lil Baby] These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math, but, nigga, don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding 'round with that blicky, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm goin' retarded He say I'm hard and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat and I'm workin' the red key

Took a W

Lil Durk and Lil baby Polo g gone

the beginning sound like damned from bo2

Yessss

0:13

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Makes me like a thug

where did u get the arpegiator thing

very nice bro can you send me flp?

IS FREE?

When does polos verse start help

this is black ops zombies

Can I use beat I'll credit ?

Y’all ion even know me I’m stacking this paper I wanna be blessed please pull up with a choppa that big get to bumping you already know me still riding round with a 100 sum shots y’all already know me 3x I’m getting that bag 3xI’m stacking fast time to take out the trash nigga Already know I’m getting that bag and I stay Cappin a lot

2 dislikes , omg my brother snapping on this like what!

yea yea lll

0:39

whats the bpm i wanna remix this shit

Spider-man ahh beat

Black ops 1 zombies

plague inc beat

0:58

I think I just made a hit 😮‍💨

.40

That shit was awful They had that duffle You Had me running Around circles Popping Prescriptions I cannot sober I gotta stay high

These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key I cannot mention my homies inside of my songs 'cause I know they be trappin' a lot I can't keep taking these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot I know a nigga who say he got rich off the dope, but I know he be actin' a lot I know some niggas who say that they took down the city but niggas be lackin' a lot Yeah, that shit was awful, nigga had that dog food That day they shot you, I slid on the Mongoose You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me I cannot forget The police was lying, they said that they caught you, but nigga they made you admit Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (turn up) Only twenty-five, living like a boss, ridin' 'round with a chauffeur I don't sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin' over my shoulder Niggas lying like I'm stealing swag, but it's my shit like I wrote it These rappers really nice as hell, I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off Man, he say he gon' press up on who? I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul Back to back Suburbans, I'm a big dog I was in the slums serving fentanyl Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals I been gettin' to a lot of missed calls Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking about I should slap him for saying he hot as me I don't know who could fuck with me, honestly And they know I'm the man so they watching me Different color bands like Monopoly Man, they must not be using his head If he thinking I don't keep a Glock on me That's like suicide if you play with us, got a better chance at the lottery Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep Make the crowd dance, choreography Once I got a plan, ain't no stopping me Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me A lot of people done said I won't be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key

These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as he pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key I cannot mention my homies inside of my song 'cause I know they be trappin' a lot I can't keep taking these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot I know a nigga who say he got rich off of dope but I know he be actin' a lot I know some niggas who say that they took down the city but niggas be lackin' a lot Yeah, that shit was awful, nigga had that dog food That day they shot you, I slid on the Mongoose You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me I cannot forget The police was lying, they said that they caught you, but nigga they made you admit Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (turn up) Under 25, living like a boss, ridin' 'round with a chauffeur I don't sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin' over my shoulder Niggas lying like I'm stealing swag but it's my shit like I wrote it These rappers really nice as hell, I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off Man, he say he gon' press up on who? I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul Back to back Suburbans, I'm a big dog I was in the slums serving fentanyl Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals I been gettin' to a lot of missed calls Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking about I should slap him for saying he hot as me I don't know who could fuck with me, honestly And they know I'm the man so they watching me Different color bands like Monopoly Man, they must not be using his head If he thinking I don't keep a Glock on me That's like suicide if you play with us, got a better chance at the lottery Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep Make the crowd dance, choreography Once I got a plan, ain't no stopping me Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me A lot of people done said I won't be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as he pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key

These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as he pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key I cannot mention my homies inside of my song 'cause I know they be trappin' a lot I can't keep taking these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot I know a nigga who say he got rich off of dope but I know he be actin' a lot I know some niggas who say that they took down the city but niggas be lackin' a lot Yeah, that shit was awful, nigga had that dog food That day they shot you, I slid on the Mongoose You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me I cannot forget The police was lying, they said that they caught you, but nigga they made you admit Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (turn up) Under 25, living like a boss, ridin' 'round with a chauffeur I don't sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin' over my shoulder Niggas lying like I'm stealing swag but it's my shit like I wrote it These rappers really nice as hell, I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off Man, he say he gon' press up on who? I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul Back to back Suburbans, I'm a big dog I was in the slums serving fentanyl Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals I been gettin' to a lot of missed calls Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking about I should slap him for saying he hot as me I don't know who could fuck with me, honestly And they know I'm the man so they watching me Different color bands like Monopoly Man, they must not be using his head If he thinking I don't keep a Glock on me That's like suicide if you play with us, got a better chance at the lottery Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep Make the crowd dance, choreography Once I got a plan, ain't no stopping me Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me A lot of people done said I won't be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology These ain't no Guess jeans I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but nigga don't test me I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as he pop, I'm going retarded He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and we on them jet skis If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key