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Any body wanna collab on this beat

I’m bout hop on dis 😂

Cette instrumental est incroyable

[Intro: Plies] A nigga stressin' badder than a bitch right now, cuz A nigga done almost got married to the liquor, boy Niggas so fucked up out here, cuz I'm stressin' badder than a bitch, my nigga [Chorus: Plies] Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Chea, my rent due and I'm stressin' Landlord just called with a message Say I gotta be out by the 7th Man I'm sick and tired of this mess It's like God is takin' my blessings Bad luck is all in my presents Fucked 'round and I got a chick pregnant What the hell I'ma do with that baby? How the hell I'ma tell my lady? I'm drunk as hell in my zone I got a fifth of Henn' and it's gone I'm fucked up and I'm stressin' I can't seem to ease that pressure Fuck niggas can't make it no better These crackers tryna take my life Niggas mad and hate what I'm makin' Heard the Feds is out with my face and Now I'm scared as hell and I'm shakin I can't go to jail, I'm on papers Now them niggas done start with that hatin I'm tryna help them niggas see paper But they fucked around and with the Feds Now I'm stressed and pullin' my dreads Them fuck niggas deserve to be dead [Chorus: Plies] Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' [Verse 2: Ace Hood] Chea, I can't win for losin', I'm stressin' I dropped a quarch of my flesh Man I'm tired as God as my witness Tryna smile but pain is my vision Man I'm tired of lyin' to my folk Fucked 'round and I'm servin' that coke Baby mama tryna take me to court Tryna holla 'bout child support Fucked 'round and I got me on papers Now I'm mad as hell, I can't take it I drop and pray to my maker Dear Lord, if you hear my prayer I'm stressed and I can't go on It's like I'm all out of blessings, Lord I'm alone, ain't nobody to call I got bills but the money can't solve Mama cryin' but her tears just fall (Nigga stressin') Ay Big Tats, what I'm gon' do now? These crackers wanna take my ride They wanna take me away for life See my body can't take no more It's like a young nigga life so wrong No pain, my feelings gone [Chorus: Plies] Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryin' test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Chea, and I do it for my niggas in jail Doin' time and they tryna make bail I hold it down for them niggas, don't tell Let 'em know they gon' see that appeal Let 'em know it's the real nigga watchin' And never mind, I grind, they stoppin' So middle finger to them fuckin' Feds They gave my dawg 25 in the pen All my snitch niggas say he did it With no lawyer, the judge don't bend K'Supa Jock, I love ya homie So I put that shit on my kid And up on my unborn kids So once you know you a nigga that's gone Is locked up with a struggle at home Put'cha hands up in the sky Let 'em know that he ain't alone The real niggas hold it down at home And real niggas gon' hold they own Yup yup, hold they own [Chorus: Plies] Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryin' test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin' Done fucked around and got a hoe pregnant My lawyer hollerin', "Nigga pay me" Niggas locked up tryna spray me I got a warrant so I'm shakin' Seem like I'm all out of blessings I don't know if God tryna test me Tried to help a nigga and he waste me To tell you the truth, I'm stressin'

why is this video titled as the instrumental version when it's not, it's the ordinary version with the vocals???????

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - TheBeatBreaker08 - New York - Jeffrey Atkins Ja-Rule Feat Joseph Antonio Cartagena Fat Joe & Jason Phillips Jadakiss [Produced By Irving Domingo Lorenzo Jr. Irv Gotti & Cool & Dre] [Year: 2004] [Album: R.U.L.E.] [Official Music Video] [Explicit]

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Midnight club days lmao

JR 🔥🔥🔥

I really love being Kuwaiti❤

It's not comments it's just I have done those ssnumbers already. I moved. And some darn good ones too ask the gang gang: Genetics

Now my name when I choose it through ability will I be any 1234567 I don't do anybody seeing through my eyes.

This was before DJ Khalid started eating Ice Cream like Rick Ross

0:45 the part I was looking for

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Payback music iykyk

2024 and still my favorite JR Rotem beat.

Dre make the best beats

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This beat is REDICIULOUS!! Shit this beat made anybody think they could freestyle 😂

Never gonna stop tryin' to get it (Two) Never turn my back on my city (Three) Never let the money fuck with me (Four) I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar with us Fuckin' over you would give me and my niggaz a rush I'm sick of all you and the fortune and supposed to be thugs Tellin' stories 'bout your life when that was not how it was Yeah, a nigga did some shit back in the days with the pack Like in your hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the crack You get the fuck when you hear shots and it's not yo' peep But if a ricochet hit you, you better pop yo' heat Yeah, you know I'm from the 'Nolia but you do not know me Quit eyeballin' a nigga down 'fore you get shot homie You don't wanna know what I've been thinkin' up You better go 'head on and find you another spot to chill 'cause I've been drinkin' 'cause we see a light and everything ain't great It's like everybody mind is in the same old state, ya know I'll throw a nigga fucked up with his revenues I'ma tell you four fuckin' things I'ma never do Never gonna stop tryin' to get it (Two) Never turn my back on my city (Three) Never let the money fuck with me (Four) I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up From the 3 to the 17, ey yo, we doin' it big If you're ghetto you know who Wacko and Juvenile is New Orleans, see I'ma rep that, 'cause these my peeps You could pick up some bad habits hangin' in these streets Have you talkin' to this and that nigga and showin' your teeth Walkin' 'round you like you took care and you handled your beef Pissed off 'cause your hoe wanna come talk to me To show me the little gift that she done bought for me I take it back to when the big timers was pushin' the size When niggaz wore Dickies suits like it was regular jobs We cop Adidas, ghost town and Anita's used to be packed And rumors started poppin' and it started to crack We used to drink Crazy Horse and shoot dice in the back We had four rules in life and I can promise you that Never gonna stop tryin' to get it (Two) Never turn my back on my city (Three) Never let the money fuck with me (Four) I'ma never stop hollerin' at the bitches And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up Now why you muggin' a nigga? Let that bitch go Let her bounce with a gangsta out six coat Let her wil' out and flick it off a disco Let me gas up, dick her down and get ghost Ain't trickin' for the vagina, I like to get throat Yo' stupid ass tryin' to stay in here and lick toes Good girls love G's, that's how the shit go That's why niggaz need to tighten up and get low I know you heard of, I'm gettin' doe Let me check my palm pilot, I'm gettin' hoes Let me check my squad' wallets, we gettin' close My squad up in the crowd wilin', they spittin' more Drive by in the '5-5, forget a '4 Five, five and another five, we get a show Fifteen and another five, you'll get some blow You hustlin' your block, pop and you get some more Never gonna stop tryin' to get it (Two) Never turn my back on my city (Three) Never let the money fuck with me (Four) I'ma never stop hollerin' at these bitches And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up And the sets go up

Man to man, gyal to gyal das wrong scorrrrrnnn demmmmm

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allô le bled ici la france

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - TheBeatBreaker08 - We Right Here - Earl Simmons DMX [Produced By Micky Davis The Black Key] [Year: 2001] [Album: The Great Depression] [Official Music Video]

This that West Coast Karate 🥋 Beat.

When beats were good!!!

Rookie oh the yurr

This Inturmental hits soo hard and dope!!!😩😩😍😍🙌🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🎧🔊🔊🤩🤩

I love how havoc flipped not gon cry 🔥🔥✊🏿

Nice gangster beat oh fo-shooooooo Sarge-45 out 🫡

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - TheBeatBreaker07 - 100 Million - Bryan Birdman Williams Feat DJ Khaled Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne William Leonard Roberts II RickRoss Cool & Dre & Jay Jenkins Young Jeezy [Produced By Cool & Dre] [Year: 2007] [Album: 5 Star Stunna] [Directed By Gil Green] [Official Music Video] [Explicit]

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - TheBeatBreaker08 - Don't Need Your Love - Jayceon Terrell Taylor The Game Feat Faith Evans [Produced By Andre Romelle Young Dr. Dre & Havoc] [Year: 2005] [Album: The Documentary] [Official Music Video]

Straight aushawitz

Ricky Ross (The Boss.) T-Pain {J-J-J-J-J.R.!} I got a fresh line-up (yea), a fresh outfit Bout to have the parkin lot on smash Plus I got a Chevy wit a fo'-fifty-fo' in the hood That bitch got 125 on the dash (She like it gangsta cause...) (I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) (I'm the - I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) - hey (I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far) Cause it's just another day in the life of the goddamn boss I don't make love, baby we make magic Come home with a thug, let's get shit crackin Always wear a (plastic), baby cause shit happens She leaked the back seat, just a freak and a Magnum Hopped out the Magnum, hopped in the Tre' Just to let the top back and thank God for the day (hey!) Who gives a fuck what a hater gotta say? I made a couple million dollars last year dealin weight (geah) Still in the streets, strapped with them thangs She in love with the G, so she tatted my name (Ross!) I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far Ten black Maybachs back to back in a lane I'ma make it rain (rain), and I'ma make it back (back) You are just a lame lil' homie, that's a fact Workin wit the police, actin like you know me Fresh out of jail, already in yo' ho cheeks The boss, boss-boss-boss Boss-boss-boss, boss-boss-boss The boss, boss-boss-boss Boss-boss-boss, boss-boob-boss And shawty straight diggin me, and I ain't even rich I know you niggaz on the sideline like, "Ain't that a bitch?" I'm ON my job, ey - and I ain't gettin off Cause it's just another day in the life of the goddamn boss I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far (Ross!) Got the biggest cars, Spanish broads, no bra Call that other lame for the walks in the parks I ain't come to play games, I just wanna play my part Tell ya girlfriend come talk with me, dog We straight Gs' then we came here to ball Bottle after bottle and I'm sure you'll count 'em all Then we off to that Chevy - (Fired up!) and takin off Baby, slow it down cause you movin too fast Ass too fine to be movin too fast (hol' up!) Back to the thuggin, now I'm sippin sizzurp All my niggaz love it, baby that's my wizzerd Stack for the jeans, five {?} for the shizzerts I don't smoke twenties, eight hundred for the izzerds I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far You can tell by the shones that's standin by the car Ey-yea-yea-yea-yea-yeaaaaa-yea-YEA Ey-yea-yea-yea-yea-yeaaaaa-yea-YEA Eyyyy (YEAA) - uh-huh (Ha ha!) Yea-ea Haaaah, yea-yea-yea-yea-YEAA... I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far... I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far... I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far I'm the - I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far I'm the - I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far Fuente: Musixmatch Autores de la canción: Jonathan Rotem / William Roberts / Faheem Najim Letra de The Boss © Universal Music Corp., Sony/atv

Question: Is this the official version? If not, where do we find an official production page?

I wonder if they sampled pain’s theme or the other way around

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Nice cool dre music🎵🌎

Y paul wall like a california lyrics:) los angeles in a mexico🇲🇽from india🇮🇳a like a march 🍀 in the road off:)!) intro:) the end:)

Y paul wall like a arizona♈️🇺🇸🌵

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y it's time to lift off man, I got Polo G in here Gang Justin Credible's freestyle series He brought the swag with him too Real boss man Chains is heavy, wrist is heavy You already know Ay man let's go crazy, this is part 3 of the trilogy tonight On gang Polo G, Chi-Towns in the building We are live in Los Angeles, California Let's take off on these motherfuckers man Giggs 'Spiderman' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified [Verse: Polo G] Pelle Pelle wheat Timbs like I'm straight out of Yonkers I see nothin' but dead faces when I'm facin' my ganja Bitch, you on the Northside, that's why they say I'm a monster No old killer, Taliban, I used to hang with Osama All I hang with us crooks, and they play with them choppers If he a lame like Dillon Brooks, I take him straight off the roster Sweet ass nigga, how I can tell the way of his posture Lil' bro swingin' the stick, it's like he tryna break a piñata Nigga talkin' 'bout extortion, I won't pay him a dollar Glock go "Baow", make his dread shake like he Flocka 'Fore a nigga play with me, better play with his momma Pull up over here, and next he on his way to the doctor Bitch, I'm strapped 'cause I'm from the 'Raq, city where we huntin' hats Fienin' for my old shit, cookin' up another batch Sprintin' to these millies, made a killin' like I'm runnin' track Foenem get to clappin' at your head like a jumpin' jack Know some killers livin' with no guilt, they tryna run it back Feelin' like I'm Wilt, 'cause if they blitz, I send a hunnid a back Niggas yellin' "Free smoke", they don't send enough to match Lotta of niggas cappers, you a rapper or another rat? Wait until I die, gon' hit them gates like "Where my brothers at?" Steppin' like I'm from a frat, lil' bro tryna tuck a mat Trophy room, come and stack, hallway a hunnid plaques Every day I'm thumbin' racks, no, I can't get a (Yeah) These people got the nerve to try to tell me that I lost it Standin' on my words and I never got exhausted Get punished when I purge, I like you better in a coffin Couldn't fight the urge to push my level to the bosses Bezel yellow imbursed, stones cold, Steve Austin Train a bad bitch to make her shut up when I'm talkin' They act like Brad Pitt, make 'em step into my office Let that MAC spit, tape yellow, red caution Damn, time to really show 'em who I am Get followed in real life for playin' with me on the 'Gram, nigga I done earned stripes in the field like the Rams I'm clutchin' this pipe while I'm turnin' the wheel in the Lamb' Feed her hard dick, the only time I give your lady lunch In here with the fam, rollin' deep like the Brady Bunch They can't stop me when I score, they like "Watch the way he come" On it like twenty-four, bitch, I can go for eighty-one (Come on) Let's sit and talk about some real shit Deep up in them slums, found a way to make a mill' quick I was goin' numb, so much pain that I couldn't feel shit Foot up in they necks, I know I make it hard to deal with, ha [Outro] On gang, man Hood Poet, man, on gang Owe a lot to y'all man New shit on the way

Came here because of Meekz-manny

"An Every Gyal Grab A Man, Man to Man Gyal To Gyal Dat Wrang"

I was like 5-6 back then now I'm 21 this song is soo nostalgic

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