Chop a nigga now he breathing so heavy Choppa pop a nigga like it's confetti Choppa blocka blocka Have em singing opera I've been getting proper Boy is you ready I'm the Lamborghini boy you the Chevy Im a flawless gem you pussies is petty Ill say fuck the talking Got the pocket rocket That shit kickin like i named that shit jet lee I won't kill you pussy boy come and bet me You think I'm playing might turn super Saiyan Fuck up all your shit take yo bitch now you jelly Niggas start pissing on bitches like Kelly Thoughts of the murder in mind like I'm melly Boy you ain't shit You not taking to me because Tay Tay been fucking up shit like already I've been doing shit alone You on my dick And tryna pick a bone Say that I'm shit But always on my phone Man you a fake just leave my ass alone Niggas forgetting yea Im really grown Man y'all been tripping All you niggas stoned I'm way too different Always in the zone Niggas been tryna copy but I'm gone Bitches think that I'm cocky yea I know All you stupid hoes can hit the door Cause majority of these bitches On the floor Looking at me and saying shit But you don't know a nerdy nigga hood been in my soul Tired of the faking let's be honest Come to where I'm from And that bitch lawless Shooting niggas thats just been regardless I don't really like to bring this topic If it comes up its never really often But you keep on playing like a nigga not gone do shit Have yo back to a wall like the damn pool sticks If my words were a gun bitch i got a full clip

Still a beast

Street Fighter stage theme for Ryu/Ken

Joyner murdered this beat

i probably think this is the best free beat you can possibly find on the internet!

fuck woodstock! dubby & au$tin on the track comin back I know you’re in shock issa bop woodstock is a bunch of weed smokin weak boys we know you’re all talk skinny as a mop how ur team is dreamin of the day that ur beatin us keepin up is a thing that you can’t do because your whole team just sucks woo! I’m gettin litty on the litty beat you know you’re no competition for me step aside on friday and take a seat Warriors are coming it’s cherokee I know scared and you might even flee all of our players are about to eat every single players a fuckin beast come to our field sometime and we will teach uh you the ways we’re gonna beat you and brag about it for days all your girls are flat you got no sommer rays you workin for weeks we made this in one day our team is good you can’t say the same you say you’ll win that’s a false claim after this song you will know my name fuck woodstock is my claim to fame

Joynerrrr

dope 2019

OUTRO anybody??

majin gang !!!!

🔥🔥🔥🔥

this beat is so fuckin hard man

Can I use this for a song?

Shqipet Me Plis

Will I get copyright claimed if i use this beat?

Who else singing Joyners lyrics

Everybody gangsta Till 0:11 drops

Kryptowaluty alert

I played this shit all the way to my graduation for nursing school. i felt the spirit of GOD in me

What sample pack u use?

Whassup witchu rnb niggas tryina turn rappers and trappers

....kryptowaluty? XDD

Đừng tự nhận mày biết gì , học cách biết điều mà còn khó JackBi là ai , nó là NGUYÊN một con chó Mày chỉ biết ảo , như thằng liệt não , mày tự ôm vào hết cả thôi Làm chuyện tào lao , tự biết là xạo ? Mày tự nói mình đó hả boy Không cần nói nhiều , vào thẳng vấn đề Mấy thằng con cặc dạng mày làm cho tao phải nóng ghê Không cần nói điêu , biết mày là gay từ rapname đã có Bê Đám gà bạn mày kêu vào đây tao THỐNG KÊ Ngồi trên đầu mày nên không thể nào trạm trán , cũng không thể đối diện Dù mày muốn diss nhưng nói thẳng là không tới Chỉ có một cách để tao và mày có thể ngồi xuống nói chuyện Nghe lời ông bà ta thuở khi xưa , mày phải bắt thang rồi đi lên đến ông trời Flow của the night ? Beat của the night ? Nghe vậy cũng biết mày nâng B , và thờ ai ? Beat nó gánh mày nặng hết cả vai Mày đừng có chối hay là mày muốn giả NIGHT ? Kiếm tiền dollars , uống ly voldka , nghe không thể nào mới mẻ hơn Sự nghiệp của mày , như chiêc XE ĐẠP , tao sẽ không để nó còn YÊN Mình béo sẽ không còn ấu dâm đám trẻ con Bởi vì từ sau khi kết án , con cặc Minh Béo nó vẫn luôn luôn còn NGUYÊN Hook : Nói chuyện đến đây mày đã hiểu rõ chưa boy ? Hành hạ tụi mày đó là cách để mua vui Ẩn dụ nhiêu đó mày đã hiểu hết chưa boy ? Tao định dừng lại nhưng cơn giận vẫn chưa nguôi x2 Cái gì “học sinh” , gì mà “giáo viên “, mày đéo có đi học nên đừng có trình bày Rap thì toàn real , ngoài đời xạo thiệt , bài biết là xạo nó chỉ dành cho mình mày Trình gì hả đĩ ? Trình có cỡ mày thì chỉ có trình ngành Tao fame không nhiều , nhưng diss cho biết như thế nào là Thịnh Hành [Cut beat] Mày đâu còn đi học ? Đó là facts nhỏ thôi Rap cái gì real đi thằng faggot boy Nghe xong bài này , mày phải gọi điện “ chào má Con bị thì nhỏ tuổi hơn con dùng nhạc để đá vào miệng Cố gắng tập luyện để sau này lên trình JackBi biến thằnh một đống cức , đó chính là khi nó thật sự hiện NGUYÊN hình Hook : Nói chuyện đến đây mày đã hiểu rõ chưa boy ? Hành hạ tụi mày đó là cách để mua vui Ẩn dụ nhiêu đó mày đã hiểu hết chưa boy ? Tao định dừng lại nhưng cơn giận vẫn chưa nguôi x2

They dont wanna go to war,finger up to the law, my motherfucking niggas got the sauce, cold world, gotta show no remorse,its a perception of weapon, like the ways of the force, ignorance can burn out the core, for the weed i got the rawrs, for a neek theres the open doors, 50' shots spraying out the porche, duck behind, close qaurts- half man half savage, like atilla fuck the world up with my one hand turns these freaks into cabbage. Nothing but cowards

Was das jeder will auf einmal Rapper werden Doch jz seht zu wie diese Rapper sterben Ich fick euren Text und ich fick euer autotune Ich fick eueren Kopf alla babadook Gangster getuhe schuße hier Schüsse da Mehr Dealer in Deutschland als Autohändlern Jeder pisser hat auf einmal ein siebener Und ballert die Schüsse vom schiebedach Oke du kannst Rappen aber laberst nur scheisse Von wegen bitches die dich wie Hunde begleiten Ah wie ich diese bastarde hasse Haben die im Traum wie ein Knastinsass

Die pisser sie reden doch haben kein Plan Wer ich bin wie ich lebe ich hab es gesagt Du fickst keine bitches Bringe die wixxer per kalaschnikovschuss mit mir ins Grab Du labberst von Bullen Razzia 20128 italienische mafia Obrigheim Gangster wah ich ficke dein rap Ein Distrtrack ich bin dick im Geschäft

Yoo this is definitely an inspiration for me when I make beats. Got a Tory Lanez feat. Drake type beat up now tho, it's fire.

Graczyk...

https://soundcloud.com/euphboss-jayyo-jazzy-jay/sets/february-2019-jayyo-jazzy-jay Check my stuff out! Imma be doing a little remix of this instrumental soon.

guys i'm writing lyrics for this beat.... if you have already send me the lyrics.. i'll try my best sing them...

🔥Had to kill this💨 Cool it or loss it Im coming. https://www.instagram.com/p/BrJ2ngznfFh/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=1hk6ytncb0up2

Nana granddaddys dead Bitch, I'm keepin' It real I Fuck on the bill I'm willing to die for the Shit, nigga Had to put It on the line for the Shit, Nigga I done did too many reps on the side for this Bitch Waiting for the next paycheck I'm never quitting Cuttin' the six Too many bitches that wanna snitch Suckin' a dick Yeah, Damn, that's the coolest thing I ever seen Damn, In the glitch Home of the pitch Runnin' home like I'm gonna get It Back to the Grinch But they skeeming on alot of shit Feelin' a mess Comin' through Is the realest than the rest So you'll know me as the best I'm from the, from the six Passin' rolls like a witch Have you seen that Bitch? I got the weed at the crib & the liquor too I got a Inch for a d that I'm bout to do She smokin' that weed now she lookin' Chinese Fuckin' with the scenes & they lookin' Siamese All up In that bitch like I been In It She suckin' that dick Now she gone eat It Damn, this the realest thing I'm bout to hit It I got that ass lookin' like a super spider, boo Get your overnight bags spend a night or two I'll send yo ass home looking like a bbq

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Shit is trash son. The original trash too smfh

Como é que entro no beat? Estava preso, mas isto é um Freestyle, por isso ainda estou meio perdido… “Oh mano, vai, na boa! Arrisca, entra com tudo…” Yah mano, é isso! Chegou a minha hora d’entrar no rap game, e já devia ter sido ontem Esta porcaria está a virar um caos, por isso quero trazer a ordem Rap lixo, e as rimas vazias são as que têm mais views, isso é que me incomoda Mas eu venho p’ra ficar, e vou fazer barulho até que esses burros acordem! Rap é cultura, e a luta foi dura p’ra quem não desistiu até que se fizesse ouvir Cultura é conhecimento, dar trabalho ao pensamento, p’ra isto evoluir Foram tantos os que deram sangue e suor ao movimento p’ra o construir Só é triste ver tantos fakes entrar, sem se aperceberem que estão a destruir. Tanto rapper comédia, sem dar p’ra rir. Mas não vêem que a média ‘tá a cair. E só sente isto quem ‘tá cá p’ra bulir; A esperança é que os reais nunca vão desistir. Esses é que fazem a fasquia subir. Esses é que dão gosto p’ra competir, E eu hei-de ser mais um a tentar garantir Que a nossa cultura não vai cair! Não critico nenhum rap /trap/mumble rap, em si O problema não é com o estilo. O problema é que falam, mas não dizem nada: Homenzinhos com o cérebro dum esquilo. Só frases sem nexo, guita, droga e sexo, P’ra putos que ainda deviam andar de carrossel. Mas é essa a moda influenciável que eles ouvem Que o digam as colunas da JBL. Não foi por isto que veio o Samuel, Não foi por isto que veio o Valete Não me importa de que escola vens, Mas aprende com eles: rap não é postar vídeos na net. Não é fazer um vídeo a mostrar mulheres semi-nuas que só querem aparecer, Não é fazer um vídeo com manos a mostrar manguitos: não entendo o que isso quer dizer. Só p’ra te afirmares, chamas toda a gente, “manos”, primos, se for preciso o vizinho, Mas isso só mostra que o teu maior medo é tu não conseguires fazer nada sozinho. Tu queres ‘tar aqui? Não o faças por frete Queres contribuir? Faz o que te compete Não basta juntar umas palavras, É preciso esforço diário, 24/7. Entro aqui sem ser conhecido, Mas também não procuro reconhecimento. Prazer, o meu nome é Saxeis, Mas estou aqui para dar algo mais ao movimento. Vim p’ra trazer novidade, conteúdo e poesia, E a quem não quiser que o deixe. Mas algo é certo, não me vou calar Nem mesmo que tenha que pregar para os peixes. Estive muito tempo preso porque tinha medo de falar, Este é o Freestyle da libertação. E agora vivo livre dos pesos que me fizeram calar, Trago inconformismo num tempo de alienação. Não me espanta que venha gente “sabe-tudo” só p’ra me acusar, De que também sou escravo da religião. Mas não venho impor crenças a ninguém, venho testemunhar Como é poder sentir Deus no coração. E não me venham com essas tretas de eu não ter Razão Só porque digo aquilo que me vai no coração O rap é isso, manter-me firme no compromisso Faço isto por gosto, não vim atrás do cifrão. Não tenho vergonha de vir com outra “opinião”, “Falar de Deus, aqui, é em, vão” quero mostrar que não. Porque acredito que até os ateus, preferem falar de Deus Do que ouvir o nosso rap em degradação.

Joyner: AnImTakinItBackAgainYouRappersAreBackinAgainItsLackAgenIbzAckAdenElakarenrapadarapagen I may be paraphrasing

Litty remix Back to back we back to the fact that you ain’t brought ya heart back you left that back wit that old chap I thought you were done wit it thought when you moved in wit me You would move in wit everything. I’m losing my mind I feel like I’m wasting my time I don’t really like no violence So ima just stay silent I’m no longer gonna leave my heart open I’m drinking my soul away Depressed I’m acting liking a mess I’m meeting wit another girl another one Another girl I’m done wit this feel like im losing my self Feel like I’m losing my health Feel like I’m losing my self Feel like drowning in hell Hashtag keeping the stacks back But black cat jacked my caps track Forget it im getting pretty litty wit lil billy He finna give me wet Willy cuzz he silly and he like to take a pilly oops he took the wrong pill he liked the thrill Now bill done killed bill Real chill but he lost the will to own his destiny and fight da minds Tyranny he seeked to be on fleek week to week to week he peak at 7:30 in the morning I’m about to break your door in let me be free im show you a glimpse of ya history Im sorry I promise you it ain’t gon be all that pretty I promise you it ain’t gon be all dat pretty I’m just costing by oh so you costing by Ima roast ya eye fake ya time all rip ya ties I’ll cut ya s kin, I’ll pull the pin, I’ll make ya lie I’m breakin in Add some strife in to ya life In due time I’ll take ya life Make ya family cry Ain’t no flying for the weary Ain’t no ain’t trying for the teary If you really care about ya family then go to therapy don’t let all the pain control the game you own the game control your flame and aim to win this game end this thing I promise you can end this thing. Stuck in the cellar ya acting like ya Helen Keller but even Helen Keller Interstellar could wear sweater better Under the weather and still be listening wit no pity ya better take advice from the queen I Kick it, then I sipped it licked it mixed it now I’m wasted should have never tasted but I caved in now I’m caged in cuz ive kill Ben Sorry to Bens daughter I never meant to slaughter but I outa call her say I’m sorry bout her father Drove right through him now his daughter got no papa I messed up, I know that I’m messed up All dem drugs and drinks, flings Never changed a single thing Now the cycles back to number 1 No I’m done I won I’ve got the gun I’ll eat the bun I’ll never hit ya hun I promise I’m done Shadow me all around the canopy ain’t no a no Hennessy gets into me when I’m willingly entering my state of sobriety Real quick let me talk about The pharmacy industry How you gon go to the doctors And try to get better but now we be Sicker than ever Even that nutritional pyramids wrong Oh so you got a problem wit ya liver Here’s a pill take a sliver Watch out for all a dem side effects You could be weezing, and burning and bloating, palpitating or maybe loosing some in ya feeling right leg Drugs- they try to make you take em but they knew it won’t gon save ya And now ya addicted to prescription like a life time movie But to them they think it’s groovy And they love the watch you struggle Feeling dey pockets with puddles of gold As along as they keep making money they good Listen, it’s a multi billion dollar industry Making money of ya misery You think they would focus on how to prevent things instead of dealing wit it once it’s already got its teeth in side of ya Listen Too many Pills don’t heal you all they do is mask the freaking pain

Maggos anyone?

Dont be tryna put me to the test one verse have a mothafukah stressed I ain't really impressed, but they all be depressed when they try to diss me buy they can miss me, oh btw I fucked your lil sis Kendrick

this joyner beat now

how can i download this???? for non profit use

Blood in my eyes from the pain, I been thru Been alone I been down thought of grabbing, the noose But I took all the anger to snap, in the stu Everybody so fake never speaking, the truth I gripped this game, now I can’t let it loose

Came here directly after the Joyner Lucas Diss. I gotta spit to this...on me!

So easy to rap to

Ya know I wasn't gonna post this freestyle, But sorry I had to tear that Shit up man.

*Introduction* What up everybody In this Bitch? My rap name Is Zeo Dash & I don't battle rap, But I call out all these Motha Fuckers, These fake ass shit heads, But I'm making this Shit Litty asf again. *Lyrics* It's Litty Bitch, Like a college kid, Snap, Crackle, Pop collar, Kitty Bitch, You're bars are weak, Your standing face to face with a Rottweiler, Your as cool as a popped tire, Call me Dilana, I'm hot fire, Getting bodied on the beat, Call the rap police, We got a dead MC, Shots fired, Haterz ain't nothing that I'm scared about, Problems? Man, I'm airing out, Yeah, You got talent but you don't work hard till your ass ain't nothing that I care about, Building up, Flaring out, Build 'em up, Tear 'em down, Automatic when I rap, man Watch my back & I'll Molly wop you're parents child, So don't talk shit on my raps, You're fucking lunch I'll snatch dat, Call your nana's house & let her know Zeo Dash just took my snack packs, Stuff you're wack ass rhymes In you're backpack, Before I clap back like a mad dad, Cause this rap crap ain't an act, This Is the only chance I FUCKING had, Poverty Is probably the only reason I'm proud of me, Cause, My Daddy did dope & My Mama did too, Never had a Fucking chance, But I never quit school, We were lucky enough that we still had food, But I remember the times when we didn't have a roof, Living In the car at that parking lot, I'll never forget those Fucking nights, That's the motivation that keeps me slaying these little purlish Fucks that's don't know about Lisa, If you do when your real with a fan, I'll probably take a chance so I can shake your hand But I don't Fuck with fans of Lil Xan, Your too wrapped up In Diazapam, I got a face tattoo & $800 grand, I'll leave you In the Fucking gutter cause you're rocking Vans, Little Bo, Whatever floats your boat, You can row, row, row, my dick In your throat, Watch me smile, Grab a coke, I'll tell you get Fucked Bitch, Grab a smoke Pour a bit, Little bit, Drink It up take a sip, I'm alright Thursday night, 6am so I'm sleeping tight, Every night getting Fucked, Roll one up don't interrupt, On a high, Starting up at the sky, Watching the stars go by, When I'm fly, When I'm fly, You'll know that I'll be high, When I'm fly, When I'm fly, You know that I'll be high Waking up, In the morning Get a bottle, Take a shot, Take another, Pop a pill, Feel the thrill, Not gonna stop, Get some vicks on my chest, Felling faded need some rest, My girl left, from the bed, Got to the kitchen, Made me eggs, Now I'm laying In the clouds, Living free, Living loud, When the music Is Inbound, My ears be bumping to the sound, & my head Is a mess, Cause I failed that drug test, & My driving skills ain't best, Cause I'm out of consciousness.

I couldn’t access that link. I need that beat without the tag on it.

goosebumps bro

https://soundcloud.com/mogasm/shut-up-already-reprod-jp-soundz

This beat deserves a fast flow to it.

goes straight up to my Trap playlist

yo this song old af but its so hard - november 2018

who want the smoke I got it smokes whats after I pop it where the paper so i can place it up in the wallet watch it stack like the stack at the office get litty so lit that it starts sparkin dope's the flow get prescribed amoxin dopes the flow just go ask the pharmist sick in the noggin, so sick they wont stop cough'n  point out the problem, point it to his coffin go nuts, go crazy bitch i done lost it its 24/7 365 my shits so hot like the ass she be droppin bars I got em bars no stop'n flex on ah rapper cuz bitch ima artist

Do T.i feat Meek mill “Jefe”

You Just Hit 101K Subs! Get It, 1 0 1

Who here think Tory won?

I thought so till he started shit with Royce.. Tory an idiot 😂

FUCK TORY LANEZ LITTY REMIX MEMPHIS TN

Tory is 🔥 My ig is 🔥 So follow that thing: JoshOfficial.

Can i use this?

Machine Gun Flow: Banger material Isn’t lyrical I’m closing the case And I open up a pro residual I can barely walk cause my condition is in critical The Rolly so frozen I’m like DeRozen Call me biblical I ain’t fucking leaving like this shit Is wolf of Wall Street I’ma go to Hollywood Mark my name On the concrete Let me fix the table As a place where we can all eat The throne has been taken I put the heater on the stall seat Forcing you to leave Cause you won’t get out of my way If my flow was the weather I would be raining shit to grey I think you’re getting old You is in a state of decay Before I give you a blackeye You could meet me halfway Glock out of bullets So with the AK I spray Chilling out in the corner I’ma splash it like I’m klay I’m close to all my friends But for my enemies I pray Watch out what you say Because it’s my game you play Not producing but I’m hittin beats Like I’m Dre On the run away Spitting like it’s a vertebrae Spike and Excel the murder rate Everybody’s off like it’s a holiday But every day I grind Hit my shots like I’m hardaway

https://soundcloud.com/kxnnxth-wxrld/littyfreestyle Decided to mess around with it 💀🔥

When you found out this a meek mill beat 😒😂 #Torykilledit

*#torykilledbyit

Came here from Joyner and Tory diss

I know who sent you here

Attention YouTube rappers, it's time 🕶

"Litty" (feat. Tory Lanez) [Meek Mill:] Woo! I'm on my way to an island And I'm popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only) Niggas be broke and be starving But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke) They said that they honest, talk money These niggas gon' say that they got it Get it now boy, the key to success And these niggas gon' blame it on Khaled They don't want to see you win (they don't) They don't want to see the Wraith (no) You don't want to see your bitch caught up in the stars Like she's outer space Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I'm running out of space Tell your homie, keep on coming out his mouth, I'm sending somethin' round his way Niggas barely getting lawyer money Better get some Sig Sauer money Running 'round like you Superman Don't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (hah!) 'Cause I'm the one to put it on your money I'm the one that make it happen it to you Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me [Tory Lanez:] Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again All of the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again Feature money out the safe Went and brought a Wraith Brought it down Collins Niggas talking like they want it, when we in the city they don't want problems Niggas said they gon' rob us But nigga we coming for welfare A shooter money when I pull it out of you Catch a bullet like a NFL player Should've known it was litty When bitches start lying on my dick Lie on that pussy like I hit Can't even be a side, side bitch I'm hittin' 9s, 10s and you ain't even looking like you a 5 Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter When they used to do it for Vine I'm the man of the hour, I'm the nigga with the airtime Rolls Royce Wraith Put your bitch up in the stars like she in the airline Niggas talking 'bout my hair line I laugh about it, I be feelin' them See, we both be making M's They be making memes, I be making millions I just counted up a Quentin Miller A QM, that's a quarter milli They don't wanna see Jae drop "6 Fly" Private when he go to Philly Funny money, yeah I know it's silly But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it I promise she gon' know it's litty, motherfucker, yeah Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again All of the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again [Meek Mill:] All of my niggas is way up These niggas is haters, I know that they haters (fuckers) I score your bitch like a lay up I make a mil' like a layup I pop a pill just to stay up I sip the lean just to slow it up I'm with my team and we going up All these foreigns, they know it's us Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it Like the coco when we mix the soda up Perfect timing and we're blowing up Fuck it, I'm a light the Rollie up Shawty fucking for Chanel I ain't tripping, that's a coconut Push the ride to the motor bus Stack the paper fill the sofa up Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper I feel like it's a restraining order on that money 'cause y'all stay away from that paper I know some niggas that used to be balling but know they all feeling a way 'bout this paper I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred They thought I was making this paper Fuckin' it good, I be raping this paper Shit I might as well get married to money I marry Nicki, still married to money She rich as Mariah, I carry the money And fuck a deposit, I bury the money (Bury the mills) I bury the money It hang out my pocket, embarrasing money I act like I ain't used to having this money [Tory Lanez:] Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again All of the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again

Joyner lucas brought me here

Rip tory....

Dragonfirst60 rip Joyner, Tory clapped back

@Cactus Skies true true

@Cactus Skies bitch joyner made Tory his bitch on zeze

Joyner owned this beat. Damn its his song now. Took the W

Baby Driver no, tory clapped back

hell no

Mysonne went in on Joyner

no. zeze was wack. Tory took the dub

Joyner, Joyner

Who’s here after Joyner Lucas diss on Tory and Trippie?

ME！！！

Stephen Huang LISTEN HERE YOU FUCKING CUNT, JOYNER EXPOSED THAT NIGGA ON BOTH TRACKS, TORY JUST HAD A BETTER FLOW, LISTEN TO LYRICSSSSS, ya fuck 😐

Hey Guys ! Check my channel, just uploaded a cover of Litty Again - Tory lanez ! Hope y'all enjoy it ! :)

Not me I’m here from the new show called #FreeMeekMill and this song

Woo! I'm on my way to an island And I'm popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only) Niggas be broke and still shopping But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke) They said they honest, talk money These niggas gonna say that they got it Get not when to get it succeess And these niggas gon' blame it on Khaled They don't want to see you win (they don't) They don't want to see the Wraith (no) You don't want to see your bitch caught up in the stars Like she's outer space Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I'm running out of space K.o. On me, keep 'em coming out his mouth, I'm sending somethin' round his way Niggas barely getting lawyer money Better get some 6 oil money Running around like you're superman Don't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (hah!) Cause I'm the one to put it on your money I'm the one that make it happen it to you Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up  In the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again Feature money out the safe Went and brought a Wraith Brought it down Collins Niggas talking like they want it When we in the city they don't want problems Niggas said they gon' rob us But nigga we coming for warefare A shooter money when I pull it out of you Catch a bullet like a NFL player Should've known it was litty When bitches start lying on my dick Lie on that pussy like I hit Can't even be a side, side bitch I'm hittin' 9, 10's and you ain't even looking like you a 5 Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter When they used to do it for Vine I'm the man of the hour, I'm the nigga with the airtime Rolls Royce Wraith Put your bitch in the stars like she in the airline Niggas be talking 'bout my hair line I laugh about it, I be feelin' them See, we both be making M's They be making memes, I be making millions I just counted up a Quinten Miller A Q.M, that's a quarter milli They don't wanna see Jay drop "6 Fly" Private when he go to Philly Funny money, yeah I know it's silly But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it I promise she gon' know it's litty, motherfucker, yeah Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and tropic, it's litty again All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again All my niggas is way up These niggas are haters, I know that they're haters (suckers) I score your bitch like a lay up I make a mil' like a layup I pop a pill just to stay up I sip the lean just to slow it up I'm with my team and we going up All these foreigns, they know it's us Whip it whip it whip it whip it like the coco when we mix the soda up Perfect timing and we're blowing up Fuck it, I'm gonna light the Rollie up Shawty fucking for Chanel I ain't tripping, that's a Coke or nothin' Push the ride to the motor bus Stack the paper fill the sofa up Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper I feel like it's a restraining order on that  Money cause y'all stay away from that paper I know some niggas that used to be balling but  Know they all feeling a way 'bout this paper I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred They thought I was making this paper Fuckin' it good, I be raping this paper Shit I might as well get married to money I marry Nicki, still married to money She rich as Mariah, I carry the money And fuck a deposit, I bury the money (Bury the mills), I bury the money It hang out my pocket embarrasing money I act like I ain't used to having this money Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again All of my parties is poppin', you know that we litty again Pourin' the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again They don't want to see the squad They don't want to see the Wraith They don't want to see their bitch up in the stars like she going outer space Litty again, litty again I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again I got it, we did it, we litty again

dope, great job

Może podobne ale bez przesady xd

How did you the background to move like that?

this beat hard tho🔥🔊💯

How the fuck do you get that snare sound

Who the fuck is WiFi?

Medite, me eleve, levite y cuide a todos los haters furiosos poner yah Ríete, búrlate, continua que de todas formas ante mi vas a perder yah Ándale síguele, escuche que vas diciendo que jamás escuchaste de mi name Ya llegue, y logre, en un mes, puse a todos estos de rodillas diciendo amén Por creer, que al meterse, conmigo aquí saldrían vivos No debiste enloquecerme, ahora todos pónganse al tiro Ando mentiendole como un rey, mientras los demás se ponen a mis pies Lo que digo se hace ley, y tarda en lo que cuento hasta tres Siempre polémico y siempre mencionado Es como si mi nombre fuera Cristiano Ronaldo O acaso es kobe? O Michael Jordan? Pero tú jeva me conoce como el Jumpman Le doy de lunes a lunes, sin vaciones No busco quien me ayude, ni que me ilusionen no confío en nadie, pronto muestran sus colores Mando al cielo oraciones, pa que contemos millones Siempre que pido el balón para hacer mi juego No suelto la bola yo soy quien trae el fuego Día tras día dejo todo y me parto el cuero En la jungla me mato por conseguir lo que quiero A este muerto pónganlo en un sarcófago Traigo tanto que decir que quema mi esófago Este par de meses han sido un tiro a mi estómago Pero aun herido de ganar siempre tengo el método Vivo mi vida de forma muy acelerado Sabia que era bueno aún estando degollado lo siento por los que se ofenden por lo que canto Pero es tiempo que supieran de mi desagrado Del que me da la mano y dice ser mi hermano Pero al darme la vuelta apunta directo a mi cráneo de cualquier forma no saben que soy reptiliano Que les lleva ventaja de más de unos 2 mil años Soy como lebron, y mi vida un triple doble 100 por ciento un ganador, contengo un gran enfoque Un gran rematador, pero me llaman cazagoles Les es un problemon, contener mis arrancones Siempre polémico y siempre mencionado Es como si mi nombre fuera Cristiano Ronaldo O acaso es kobe? O Michael Jordan? Pero tú jeva me conoce como el Jumpman Sigo siendo el rey, sin reina en mis filas Y el problema es que aquí nadie a nada aspira Esperan a un wey que aspiré mucho cocaina Quieren un poco de dinero y vivir en la cocina Una vida normal que no puedo proporcionar Si mi vida se define en mis sueños alcanzar Tomar todos los riesgos y apostar to lo qué hay Porque haré lo necesario para la cima tocar No puedo permitir confiar en ninguna hoe Si cuando haya problema me mire y diga “who are you?” Pues el mismo que te puso en un mapa cuando eras tú La real tú que no fingía y tenía su propia luz

Dobrze że nie masz pieniędzy bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy...

SOUNDMOB PRODUCED

Aye, why y'all coming at my neck// better pipe down witcha baby ass chest// you bouta find out how nigga get down// when it come to that respect, you give it to receive it, and i know you know that// so you better act right for you get me upset// and we dont want that// cuz ima fuck around and pop led, split wigs, and chop heads// holy got damn, thats a hot mess, so you better stay cautious, cuz ill run up on a nigga at his moms crib// and bust him in his shit with a pipe wrench// I been, peeping all you niggas, and I never see you out here// swearing that you pushin but you got half ass dime bags// oh man oh man somebody please come get they mans, cuz that niggas not my mans//got damn, you a lie fam// get a grip, you aint gotta lie to kick it, trynna boost ya damn image with a bunch of lies// and lets be real thats how most you niggas living// puttin on a front for the public but at home you is different// oh well, thats them, it really aint my business// but dont be comin round me, you trippin, call you niggas bruce Jenner// cuz you be actin like these woman//

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Nie gadaj do mnie sprawdzam kwiiiiit online

Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy

[Refren x2: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway] Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy U mnie spokojnie, powoli do przodu, u ciebie wahania jak kryptowaluty Nie gadaj do mnie, sprawdzam kwit online Pod materacem trzymam Bitcoina [Zwrotka 1: Taco Hemingway] Pieniądz długi jak Manute Stawiam kroki duże, bo nie chadzam skrótem Każdy nowy projekt robi awanturę Temu bezdomnemu dam na bochen, temu dam na wódę Bo nie oceniam nikogo i nie lubię być oceniany Ziomki z Interii pisały recenzję, nim album do końca został wysłuchany Nigdy nie robię niczego dla like'ów, jedynie dla hajsu, spokoju i mamy Tylko że nie chcę się znaleźć pod ścianą i rzucić muzykę, bo robię reklamy Ona mnie pyta o moje klimaty, mówię jej prawdę - Gombrowicz i trapy Szama i trochę footballu poza tym, spokój, gdy wracam do domu po pracy Oni mnie męczą jak upał, nigdy nie wrócą do trendu jak żupan Fifi se idzie do celu po trupach. Pragnę wolnego weekendu jak Kuchar Trudne czasy nas nadeszły Ciągle spija krew ta banda kleszczy Wyrzuciłem ich z niesmakiem, jestem Magda Gessler Oni nawet nie są już przeszłością, to jest czas zaprzeszły [Refren x2: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway] Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy U mnie spokojnie, powoli do przodu, u ciebie wahania jak kryptowaluty Nie gadaj do mnie, sprawdzam kwit online Pod materacem trzymam Bitcoina [Zwrotka 2: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway] Nie chodzę na filmy Vegi, na imprezy w Sketchu Siedzę w loży Legii na kolegi meczu Który we mnie wierzył, jak nosiłem baggy Dziś zakładam sobie nowy Raf do dresów, albo Tiro Mam na wszystko czas, tylko nie miłość Chyba to ją tak unicestwiło Ale kocham cię, żeby nie było Nowy Larry Flynt, a nie Hugh Hefner Chciałem walczyć z tym, ale bezskutecznie Moje myśli są brzydkie Zrobię z ciebie celebrytkę w tydzień, moje myśli są szpetne Nocą ruszam szukać zła jak Batman Jutro znowu będę jak Mahatma Sam się zastawiam, ile lat mam Tylko dwa nastroje, dwa nastroje Zaraz czymś się uspokoję, masa wirtualnych monet Kawa, Xanax a na koniec znowu łapię paranoje Znowu trzęsę, znowu klubem (Znowu pensje, znowu grube) Znowu backstage, znowu weksle (Co ci jest Que, znowu smutek?) Pytasz, jaki jest ten drugi nastrój Nawet nie chcę patrzeć w oczy miastu Zastój, od miesiąca nie widziałem blasku, zbastuj [Refren x2: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway] Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy U mnie spokojnie, powoli do przodu, u ciebie wahania jak kryptowaluty Nie gadaj do mnie, sprawdzam kwit online Pod materacem trzymam Bitcoina [Zwrotka 3: Taco Hemingway & Quebonafide] Kryptowaluty od Kotojelenia Mamo nie będę głodował, już o to się nie martw Wstaję w sobotę o świcie, nie piłem i pytam się po co ten melanż O dziewiętnastej otwieram se bordo, bo nocą się zmieniam Chcieli hajs niszczyć no i hajs wydać Wolę hajs liczyć, wolę hajs trzymać Jeżdżę jedną furą, nie chcę was ścigać Kiedyś będzie urlop, teraz czas tyrać Będę pił kawę, będę jadł bekon Będę żył w chacie w stylu Art déco Wielki kwadrat mc, a ty nadal Fredo Będę śmiał się kiedy przyjdzie armagedon W mózgu spokój, w duszy harce Trzymam te banknoty, by je upchnąć w klatce Kiedyś pieniądz mi uciekał, dzisiaj żmudnie walczę By nie skończył się niespodziewanie niby tusz w drukarce

Graczyk to się popisałeś :P Kryptowaluty

I tak polskie jebańce jak Michał Graczyk, zapierdalają bita z ameryczki, i psują wizerunek polskiego Rapu/Trapu. NOSZ KURWA

Michał Graczyk x 2k kurwa. Chyba tylko w audacity pitcha nałożyli i się cieszą bo kurwa pinionszki dostali.

To niezły kurwa Graczyk i 2K

Lyrics Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, Bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy. U mnie spokojnie, powoli, do przodu, U ciebie wahania jak kryptowaluty. Nie gadaj do mnie sprawdzam kwit online, Pod materacem trzymam bitcoina. /x2 [Taco Hemingway] Pieniądz długi jak ma nutę, Stawiam kroki duże, bo nie chadzam skrótem. Każdy nowy projekt robi awanturę, Temu bezdomnemu dam na bochen, Temu dam na wódę. Bo nie oceniam nikogo i nie lubię być oceniany, Ziomki z Interii pisały recenzje nim album do końca został wysłuchany. Nigdy nie robię niczego dla leków, Jedynie dla hajsu, spokoju i mamy, Tylko ze nie chcę się znaleźć pod ścianą, I rzucić muzykę, bo robię reklamy. Ona mnie pyta o moje klimaty, Mówię jej prawdę: Gombrowicz i trapy. Szama i trochę futbolu po za tym, Spokój gdy wracam do domu po pracy. Oni mnie meczą jak upał, Nigdy nie wrócą do trendu jak żupan, Fifi se idzie do celu po trupach, Pragnę wolnego weekendu jak puchar. Trudne czasy nas nadeszły, Ciągle spija krew ta banda kleszczy. Wyrzuciłem ich z niesmakiem, Jestem Magda Gessler. Oni nawet nie są już przeszłością, To jest czas zaprzeszły. [Ref.] Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, Bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy. U mnie spokojnie, powoli, do przodu, U ciebie wahania jak kryptowaluty. Nie gadaj do mnie sprawdzam kwit online, Pod materacem trzymam bitcoina. /x2 [Quebonafide] Nie oglądam filmów Vegi,  Mam imprezy w Skeczu. Siedzę w loży Legii na kolegi meczu,  Który we mnie wierzył jak nosiłem Beggi, Dziś zakładam sobie nowy rap do dresu, albo Tiro.  Mam na wszystko czas, tylko nie miłość, Chyba to ją tak unicestwiło. Ale kocham cie, żeby nie było. (Jeje) Nowy Larry Flint, a nie Hugh Hefner, Chciałem walczyć z tym, ale bezskutecznie. Moje myśli są brzydkie, Zrobię z cebie celebrytkę w tydzień, Moje myśli są szpetne. (jeje) Nocą ruszam szukać zła jak batman, Jutro znowu będę jak Mahatma. Sam się zastanawiam, ile lat mam. Tylko dwa nastroje, dwa nastroje, Zaraz sam się uspokoję, Masa wirtualnych monet, Kawa, xanax, a na koniec- Znowu łapie paranoje. [Q] Znowu trzęsę, znowu klubem, [T] Znowu pensje, znowu grube, [Q] Znowu backstage, znowu weksle. [T] Co ci jest Que, znowu smutek? Pytasz jaki jest ten drugi nastrój, Nawet nie chce patrzeć w oczy miastu, zastój Od miesiąca nie widziałem blasku, zbastuj [Ref.] Dobrze, że nie masz pieniędzy, Bo wydałbyś wszystko na ciuchy. U mnie spokojnie, powoli, do przodu, U ciebie wahania jak kryptowaluty. Nie gadaj do mnie sprawdzam kwit online, Pod materacem trzymam bitcoina. /x2

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Don’t know what this all means but damn it go hard🔥

@Sensei Mooky polish producer stole this beat and these are the lyrics of the polish song

Dzk <33 teraz moge sobie śpiewać Ps twoj kom to zloto

Michał Graczyk stole your beat and he and his friends producing new songs and gets a lot of money on it. This song name is ,,TACONAFIDE - KRYPTOWALUTY,,

Team United brought me here @CannadyMediaGroup

Taconafide - kryptowaluty

Love to brother 😘 😍 Meek mill ft Tory LANEZ your self from joined India 🇮🇳🇮🇳🇮🇳🇮🇳🇮🇳 Mumbai