I was able to freestyle this whole thing thanks jucie long live jucie man he was legendary I haven't seen alot of people like before he was just good at anything he did but drugs be lurking everywhere that's what takes people from us be careful at doing what you do it may be your last move
Okay, huh Off of the Molly, I'm bussin' I don't talk shit, I don't do no discussion Run up on me, then that choppa is rumbling Ball on that bitch like the OKC Thunder Freestyle off the top it ain't nothin' Shit on that bitch, I think she need a plunger, uh I eat the beat like I'm hungry High off the bitch, I think I got the munchies, uh Percocet pop, got yo' bitch in the back and she giving me top in the Cadillac, uh Talkin' that shit 'til I pull up with Brodie Ridin' that gun likе a cattle back, uh Talkin' that shit 'til I pull up with Brodie He shoot at yo' facе and I bat yo' back, uh Hit you in the chest no asthma attack I don't got time for the battle rap, uh You'll come back when your done doing your hair? Bet that Hit him in his face, he forget that You know where the shit at, uh Run up in yo' trap, where the shit at? Huh Designer on me, no mismatch, uh Break the bitch off no KitKat, uh She get slapped like a pimp named Slipback Pull up on- Ooh I'm back on that Wok' You run up on me you get shot I kill a nigga like a white cop You run up on me you get popped Choppa from Black Ops I'm gon' take stand like a black cop Man, I'm roaming with my mans Prolly in Japan Had to sleep on the flight, eleven hours off a Xan I used to pour the Wok', by the eighth, I was in a trance Had to stop it for a second, now I'm back hittin' that dance Back on that Wok', yeah, uh, back on that Wok', yeah, tuh Juiced up like 'Pac, yeah, juiced up like 'Pac, yeah, huh Back on that Wok', yeah, huh, you will get shot, yeah, huh I'm off the uppers, I don't give a fuck, Molly I pop, yeah, huh Ayy, huh, servin' them rocks, poppin' them rocks I got yo' bitch on my cock, huh Diamonds with rocks, nigga just stop I see the fake in yo' watch, huh You was a cop, you was an opp Fuckin' with me, you get popped, huh I go to Gucci, maybe Raf Simmons If a nigga wanna shop, uh Back on that Wok' again, yeah, hand on my Glock again, yeah Her mouth on my cock again, yeah, I keep on conquering, yeah I'm in the club with a .40, yeah Came in the club with my shorty, yeah My gun hot and horny, yeah, that's a different story, yeah Ayy, I ball out, feel like a Laker, bitch I sip the Henny, no chaser, bitch My gun is full of lead, Ironic, 'cause it'll just get to erasing shit Fuck with niggas on that racist shit Run up on me, get to blazin' shit Jackie Chan kush in my Swisher, goddamn, I smoke 'til look like an Asian kid Aha-ha-ha-ha Back on that Wok' Back on the opps Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-blaow-blaow I'm rollin' Back on my opp block, huh, pull up to the opp block, huh I need some top, top Run up on me got a Glock, Glock, huh Bitch on my cock, cock, huh Gon' suck my cock, uh Just 'cause yo' boyfriend walked in the room, don't mean you can stop, nah, huh, ayy Shit, I'm gonna fuck her face 'til she get lockjaw, huh Hit her from the back so good, she screaming out, "Oh my God", huh Baby, I'm far from God, huh Really, I'm just being modest, huh I pray to God every day for forgiveness, I know sometimes I ain't that honest, huh I keep on flyin', I'm flyin' out tryin', they callin' that shit autopilot, uh Gun a Librarian and a Barbarian, bitch, yeah, it came with the silence, yeah I'm going hard off the Xanies and Percies, you lil' niggas just need to try it, huh Feel like Rick Ross or somethin', my pockets fat, they don't need no diet, ayy Feel like 2 Chains or somethin', with this new Draco, I'm gon start a riot, ayy Niggas talk stupid to me, It ain't nothin' for me to leave them dying, ayy Leave they momma cryin', ayy, families traumatized, ayy Presidential Rollie, see it through Obama's eyes, ayy I can't believe that nigga Trump is president for what? I mean the shit is kinda fucked up But I'm still rich so who give a fuck I can't say that, 'cause I care And I got niggas that's still in the trenches I can't pay for everybody, get the winnings They gotta get it to themselves, gotta get it, uh I'ma talk my shit and back it up Pull up in that all-black, black, Acura I shoot, ain't too accurate, Ironic, accurate in the Acura Talkin' that shit you can't catch us, uh You will need more than some backup, uh All my niggas be axing questions Like they throwing hatches, uh, ayy Try us if you want, 'cause my niggas in the back And my niggas in the front, with a Mac, couple Gats And a strap, better run, 'cause my niggas down to hunt I'ma treat you just like a Pigskin, go and punt Get the fuck out my face, I'm gon' pick up yo' bitch Get the fuck in her face All of my niggas be grippin' them K's You ain't talkin' no money, the fuck out my face I'm going straight to the bank, straight to the bank Remember I would run to the bank I used to follow the car crackers to the bank Couple of 'em robbin' the bank, holdup Ayy, back on that Act' Sippin' that Wok' 'til I asthma attack Run up on me, then I'm shootin' my Mac And my niggas get money, yeah, that is a fact Feel like Bobby Brown, I'm spittin' the crack Ain't get that bitch, get the fuck out my trap I fuck that bitch in the muhfuckin' back I hit that so good, she ain't know how to act, uh Like can I mess up? I don't know I gotta fess up, I mean I'm finna make a confession I mean the shit about progression I mean my word is my weapon I'm in the beat so good, yeah, taste so good I'ma come back for seconds I'm gonna kill a nigga, it's my preference I'm gonna send a nigga up to Heaven You Microsoft like Windows 7 I spit shit like a damn reverend I'm a young nigga like an adolescent I'm in school, I can teach you lesson I'm in the cut with a Smith & Wesson I got the bitch from the fucking west end I fuck that bitch in the fucking west sun, huh I'm up on tour, yeah, huh I'm back from tour, yeah, huh I'm back from tour, yeah, huh I'm back from tour, yeah, huh Remember my old Twitter handle, Juice Dior, yeah That was when I was broke Now they can call me Juice Dior, yeah AP my wrist, ayy, hmm Dick in yo' bitch, ayy, huh I told that bitch to act like a dog, just give me a lick, ayy, huh I know these bitches be bitches for real They burnin' like ticks, ayy So I had to use a rubber before I bend her over and hit, ayy, huh Back on that bitch, hmm Back on that Cat again, huh Hittin' that Cat again, huh, I'm up to bat again, huh I'm Barry Bonds with her friends, huh I just got in with twins, huh They sucked me up in my Benz, huh It was real, it wasn't pretend, huh Back on that Act' again I was flippin' them packs, yeah I was full of adrenaline Listening to Eminem Ridin' in that old- Ridin' in that old school Ram Now I pull up in new school Lamb' I don't really give a Hoover Dam But, I'm up in Amsterdam, smokin' that gas Countin' the Cake, gettin' the cash Look at yo' bitch, I'm finna smash I recorded while I hit from the back I remember I was pouring the green Now a nigga really pouring up Act' Now a nigga really poppin' them Mollies Rollin', rollin', I was up in the class I remember rollin' in gym class I remember rollin' doing gym laps I remember rollin' up in math class Yeah, told my teacher I had the last laugh Rich as fuck on yo' bitch ass Yeah, Teach, you a broke ass Yeah, man you fails, tryna teach the whole class Yeah, came back on they broke ass Run up on me you get poked, yeah L-O-L, but this shit ain't no joke, yeah Run up on me, you know what I'm on Choppa on me, it's getting you gone I'm up in the Lambo it transform to a 'Rari That shit Megatron Light up just like Tron, hmm Put that dick in yo' mom, hmm W-W-W-dot, you ain't on shit dot com, hmm Run up on me, you done, hmm These niggas my sons, hmm My brother locked up, won't let that nigga out Just like Akon Back on that Wok', mhm Hand on my Glock, mhm Bitch on her knees, please, ooh She give me top, mhm I'm in the studio, wait, can you turn me up a notch, yeah I'm juiced up today, they callin' me young 'Pac, ayy AP my wrist, it costs 250 Even though my gang is 150 Run up on me then that choppa hittin' It came with equipped with a muhfuckin' titty Fuck a .30, bitch, I need me a .50 And fuck an auto, rather I'd have a Semi I can finger fuck the bitch how I want It'll shoot a nigga maybe, uh
I came to bring you solid proof hit you back in your sit with my back hand It gets dangerous when the words pass the line Seen a lot of suckers dilly dally where’s your proof bro spoof Came to venture fuck your truth Buy a rocket bet I pop it burn up a whole block told you They goin hate me for the way I’m talking fuck them
Be careful with the hand signs. The pointer finger and pinky up represents devil horns. And the universal “ok” sign is The Devil’s number. Like he does in the actual song I believe. God bless you all! ✝️🙏❤️
![Juice WRLD - Priceless (Wraith) (INSTRUMENTAL) [100% ACCURATE]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/YhyYKkyBFnI/mqdefault.jpg)
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every juice fan gotta be able to freestyle
Whole reason I am learning to
I can freestyle fr
im here
that'll be more EASY if you have the talent in you
Not as good as him but i’m working my way up bro
I was able to freestyle this whole thing thanks jucie long live jucie man he was legendary I haven't seen alot of people like before he was just good at anything he did but drugs be lurking everywhere that's what takes people from us be careful at doing what you do it may be your last move
no you didn't bro🤣🤣
@@stxazy6320 don’t talk down on that man he tryna think positive not negatively
@@Bopitbeatz trust me lil bro ain't freestyled for 8mins
@@stxazy6320 damn 😂😂😂
@@stxazy6320 he probably did but that don’t mean it was fluid
this fucking 808 I think, oh well whatever this is is wonderful and gives an incredible vibe
BROOOO OMGG THANK YOU
Juice was such an entertaining freestyler
I snapped on this beat, thx juice much love 🖤🖤🖤
THANK YOU A 999!!!! MAN BACK ON THA WOKKKKK!!!!
4 years since he passed man…he’s a legend to this day❤
Might actually have to drop a remix on this icl 👀 juice was a heavy inspiration to me 🙏🏻💎
best version on youtube
I ate this beat uppp thx juice long live 999
I made 5 diff songs on dis while freestyling the entire thing. I love dis bc it go hard asf
i just free styled this shi and it sounded hard wish someone recorded it 😭😭
Let's freestyle gang
999 likes okayyyy LLJW 🐐
999 Forever Juice We Miss You
7 min beat is crazy
Okay, huh
Off of the Molly, I'm bussin'
I don't talk shit, I don't do no discussion
Run up on me, then that choppa is rumbling
Ball on that bitch like the OKC Thunder
Freestyle off the top it ain't nothin'
Shit on that bitch, I think she need a plunger, uh
I eat the beat like I'm hungry
High off the bitch, I think I got the munchies, uh
Percocet pop, got yo' bitch in the back and she giving me top in the Cadillac, uh
Talkin' that shit 'til I pull up with Brodie
Ridin' that gun likе a cattle back, uh
Talkin' that shit 'til I pull up with Brodie
He shoot at yo' facе and I bat yo' back, uh
Hit you in the chest no asthma attack
I don't got time for the battle rap, uh
You'll come back when your done doing your hair?
Bet that
Hit him in his face, he forget that
You know where the shit at, uh
Run up in yo' trap, where the shit at? Huh
Designer on me, no mismatch, uh
Break the bitch off no KitKat, uh
She get slapped like a pimp named Slipback
Pull up on- Ooh
I'm back on that Wok'
You run up on me you get shot
I kill a nigga like a white cop
You run up on me you get popped
Choppa from Black Ops
I'm gon' take stand like a black cop
Man, I'm roaming with my mans
Prolly in Japan
Had to sleep on the flight, eleven hours off a Xan
I used to pour the Wok', by the eighth, I was in a trance
Had to stop it for a second, now I'm back hittin' that dance
Back on that Wok', yeah, uh, back on that Wok', yeah, tuh
Juiced up like 'Pac, yeah, juiced up like 'Pac, yeah, huh
Back on that Wok', yeah, huh, you will get shot, yeah, huh
I'm off the uppers, I don't give a fuck, Molly I pop, yeah, huh
Ayy, huh, servin' them rocks, poppin' them rocks
I got yo' bitch on my cock, huh
Diamonds with rocks, nigga just stop
I see the fake in yo' watch, huh
You was a cop, you was an opp
Fuckin' with me, you get popped, huh
I go to Gucci, maybe Raf Simmons If a nigga wanna shop, uh
Back on that Wok' again, yeah, hand on my Glock again, yeah
Her mouth on my cock again, yeah, I keep on conquering, yeah
I'm in the club with a .40, yeah
Came in the club with my shorty, yeah
My gun hot and horny, yeah, that's a different story, yeah
Ayy, I ball out, feel like a Laker, bitch
I sip the Henny, no chaser, bitch
My gun is full of lead, Ironic, 'cause it'll just get to erasing shit
Fuck with niggas on that racist shit
Run up on me, get to blazin' shit
Jackie Chan kush in my Swisher, goddamn, I smoke 'til look like an Asian kid
Aha-ha-ha-ha
Back on that Wok'
Back on the opps
Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-blaow-blaow
I'm rollin'
Back on my opp block, huh, pull up to the opp block, huh
I need some top, top
Run up on me got a Glock, Glock, huh
Bitch on my cock, cock, huh
Gon' suck my cock, uh
Just 'cause yo' boyfriend walked in the room, don't mean you can stop, nah, huh, ayy
Shit, I'm gonna fuck her face 'til she get lockjaw, huh
Hit her from the back so good, she screaming out, "Oh my God", huh
Baby, I'm far from God, huh
Really, I'm just being modest, huh
I pray to God every day for forgiveness, I know sometimes I ain't that honest, huh
I keep on flyin', I'm flyin' out tryin', they callin' that shit autopilot, uh
Gun a Librarian and a Barbarian, bitch, yeah, it came with the silence, yeah
I'm going hard off the Xanies and Percies, you lil' niggas just need to try it, huh
Feel like Rick Ross or somethin', my pockets fat, they don't need no diet, ayy
Feel like 2 Chains or somethin', with this new Draco, I'm gon start a riot, ayy
Niggas talk stupid to me, It ain't nothin' for me to leave them dying, ayy
Leave they momma cryin', ayy, families traumatized, ayy
Presidential Rollie, see it through Obama's eyes, ayy
I can't believe that nigga Trump is president for what?
I mean the shit is kinda fucked up
But I'm still rich so who give a fuck
I can't say that, 'cause I care
And I got niggas that's still in the trenches
I can't pay for everybody, get the winnings
They gotta get it to themselves, gotta get it, uh
I'ma talk my shit and back it up
Pull up in that all-black, black, Acura
I shoot, ain't too accurate, Ironic, accurate in the Acura
Talkin' that shit you can't catch us, uh
You will need more than some backup, uh
All my niggas be axing questions
Like they throwing hatches, uh, ayy
Try us if you want, 'cause my niggas in the back
And my niggas in the front, with a Mac, couple Gats
And a strap, better run, 'cause my niggas down to hunt
I'ma treat you just like a Pigskin, go and punt
Get the fuck out my face, I'm gon' pick up yo' bitch
Get the fuck in her face
All of my niggas be grippin' them K's
You ain't talkin' no money, the fuck out my face
I'm going straight to the bank, straight to the bank
Remember I would run to the bank
I used to follow the car crackers to the bank
Couple of 'em robbin' the bank, holdup
Ayy, back on that Act'
Sippin' that Wok' 'til I asthma attack
Run up on me, then I'm shootin' my Mac
And my niggas get money, yeah, that is a fact
Feel like Bobby Brown, I'm spittin' the crack
Ain't get that bitch, get the fuck out my trap
I fuck that bitch in the muhfuckin' back
I hit that so good, she ain't know how to act, uh
Like can I mess up? I don't know
I gotta fess up, I mean I'm finna make a confession
I mean the shit about progression
I mean my word is my weapon
I'm in the beat so good, yeah, taste so good
I'ma come back for seconds
I'm gonna kill a nigga, it's my preference
I'm gonna send a nigga up to Heaven
You Microsoft like Windows 7
I spit shit like a damn reverend
I'm a young nigga like an adolescent
I'm in school, I can teach you lesson
I'm in the cut with a Smith & Wesson
I got the bitch from the fucking west end
I fuck that bitch in the fucking west sun, huh
I'm up on tour, yeah, huh
I'm back from tour, yeah, huh
I'm back from tour, yeah, huh
I'm back from tour, yeah, huh
Remember my old Twitter handle, Juice Dior, yeah
That was when I was broke
Now they can call me Juice Dior, yeah
AP my wrist, ayy, hmm
Dick in yo' bitch, ayy, huh
I told that bitch to act like a dog, just give me a lick, ayy, huh
I know these bitches be bitches for real
They burnin' like ticks, ayy
So I had to use a rubber before I bend her over and hit, ayy, huh
Back on that bitch, hmm
Back on that Cat again, huh
Hittin' that Cat again, huh, I'm up to bat again, huh
I'm Barry Bonds with her friends, huh
I just got in with twins, huh
They sucked me up in my Benz, huh
It was real, it wasn't pretend, huh
Back on that Act' again
I was flippin' them packs, yeah
I was full of adrenaline
Listening to Eminem
Ridin' in that old-
Ridin' in that old school Ram
Now I pull up in new school Lamb'
I don't really give a Hoover Dam
But, I'm up in Amsterdam, smokin' that gas
Countin' the Cake, gettin' the cash
Look at yo' bitch, I'm finna smash
I recorded while I hit from the back
I remember I was pouring the green
Now a nigga really pouring up Act'
Now a nigga really poppin' them Mollies
Rollin', rollin', I was up in the class
I remember rollin' in gym class
I remember rollin' doing gym laps
I remember rollin' up in math class
Yeah, told my teacher I had the last laugh
Rich as fuck on yo' bitch ass
Yeah, Teach, you a broke ass
Yeah, man you fails, tryna teach the whole class
Yeah, came back on they broke ass
Run up on me you get poked, yeah
L-O-L, but this shit ain't no joke, yeah
Run up on me, you know what I'm on
Choppa on me, it's getting you gone
I'm up in the Lambo it transform to a 'Rari
That shit Megatron
Light up just like Tron, hmm
Put that dick in yo' mom, hmm
W-W-W-dot, you ain't on shit dot com, hmm
Run up on me, you done, hmm
These niggas my sons, hmm
My brother locked up, won't let that nigga out
Just like Akon
Back on that Wok', mhm
Hand on my Glock, mhm
Bitch on her knees, please, ooh
She give me top, mhm
I'm in the studio, wait, can you turn me up a notch, yeah
I'm juiced up today, they callin' me young 'Pac, ayy
AP my wrist, it costs 250
Even though my gang is 150
Run up on me then that choppa hittin'
It came with equipped with a muhfuckin' titty
Fuck a .30, bitch, I need me a .50
And fuck an auto, rather I'd have a Semi
I can finger fuck the bitch how I want
It'll shoot a nigga maybe, uh
o shi through not but a tick tack.
I came to bring you solid proof hit you back in your sit with my back hand
It gets dangerous when the words pass the line
Seen a lot of suckers dilly dally where’s your proof bro spoof
Came to venture fuck your truth
Buy a rocket bet I pop it burn up a whole block told you
They goin hate me for the way I’m talking
fuck them
I freestyled the whole 8 minutes, i have potential forshoe
so can i nobody cares but it probably was ass
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can you do prop freestyle plz
Juice def made a song on this beat
Could we guess from what song this beat is, its most likely hype song cause of hi hats spam but idk
its in the title lmao its a freestyle
I snapped too hard on ts 😭
Check out I remade my own version on my channel
i need this beat pack lol
why not
Be careful with the hand signs. The pointer finger and pinky up represents devil horns. And the universal “ok” sign is The Devil’s number. Like he does in the actual song I believe. God bless you all! ✝️🙏❤️
chill pastor we not going to hell for making those signs
What’s the 808?
ap my wrist it cost 250 even though my gang is 150
I need the one with the voice in it
voice?
@@barbra09 like the voice before the beat drop it’s in the freestyle
the producer tag? bc we dont got that it only is low quality
@@barbra09 yeah I think it’s that idk
@@IIIPURP73 i have it bro if you want it
What did you use to remake it? FL studio?
yes
Bro pls make a remake video
Maybe :>
Like 75%
your tripping balls
same hihat and 808 used
GianniMan19-Back To Work or I’m Gonna 🥊 You In the Face
What 808?
missing the laser sound effect
i dont hear any laser effect on the original idk what u sayin
@@barbra09 its there , you can hear it at the start very clearly, in the original freestyle you can hear it after the producer tag
999
Flp?
soveone done best on earth
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U trust me or not i freestyled for 10 mind staight
I got bars back on the wok back on the wok walk wen I talk she giv me top now I'm on top
trash
@@barbra09 did em cold
bpm??
FLP?
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