Joyner Lucas - Rambo feat. Lil Durk (INSTRUMENTAL) *reprod*

this is my reproduction of Joyner Lucas's newest song ''Rambo'' featuring Lil Durk.
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[@DannyyAlvarezz]

This instrumental my vibe rn the bass is 🔥🔥

[@deletethischannel7089]

I was trying to think about what this sounded like and it's sounds like the start of hooligan by baby keem

[@myag2710]

Aim for the moon by pop smoke

[@TheBraveMindset]

“I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof, ayy)
You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot)
Bitch, you know I got nothin' to lose (lose, shh, uh)
Don't ever hear when I shoot (ayy, pew, ayy)
I'm finna shoot out this bitch like I'm Rambo (Rambo)
They can't see me, I blend in like camo (yeah, yeah)
Fully loaded, won't run out of ammo (bah)
Ain't no problem that I couldn't handle (bah, bah, bah)
I got the sniper on top of the roof (top of the roof, top of the roof, ayy, yeah, yeah)
You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot, they'll never hear when I shoot)
Yeah
This a double-barreled shotgun, fully loaded (ayy)
Loyalty, you should've showed it
I got a rap book full of COVID (ayy, ayy)
Nigga, you bite, then you could expose it (ayy, ayy)
This is a typo, couldn't focus, uh (focus, focus)
I cannot tell if your shit watered down or it's sugar-coated
Your shit trash, I should've wrote it (ayy, ayy)
My shit crack, y'all coulda sold it (sold it, woo)
I had your girl so high, lil' bitch could've floated
I might just roll up, get unfolded
Dick so big, bitch, couldn't hol' it
She wanna keep it so I had to mold it
This ain't no rap shit, I'm a poet
This ain't no cap shit, this a moment (yeah, yeah)
Wishin' infatuation
She say she wanna know how I fuck, bitch, use your imagination (yeah)
Nigga, my crib so big, I need me a navigation (ayy)
I got bullets and clips and they ain't got no name
I let go on the bitch, had to run in that shit
Be like, "Hold up, lil' bitch, where you goin'?" (Bah, bah-bah, bah, bah-bah)
I keep the stick where I'm at
I'm player so I keep a bitch where I'm at (yeah, yeah)
And when I'm outside, it's a blick where I'm at (bah, bah)
And if we at war, you can't sit where I'm at (grrah, grrah)
Its cash on your head, you can never relax
I used to lack out for the drink
I used to abuse it, I'm mad, I had to relapse
I'm ridin' millions on millions and I'm from the streets, I had to adapt
That's why I keep a MAC in the back
Can't turn my back on the trap
Listen, watch how they breathe, nigga, they catch a asthma attacks
I know I got the MAC on my lap
I remember them days I was traffickin' crack
Cops on my dick, we was catchin' some flack
I ain't never had much, I just happen to rap
Niggas hate on me, I c-c-cap on they ass
I can bet that I
Won't be around when the murders increase
They hand out hundreds of years apiece
Ain't have a bag, I went half on the lease
If you my brother ain't gotta keep reachin', no (yeah)
And I'ma need more than a piece (yeah)
Can't trust a ho, 'cause these hoes for the streets (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just tell that boy, "Keep that ho on a leash"
I had enough, she don't know when to leave (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I've been on my motherfuckin' business wave (yeah, yeah)
Talkin' like a motherfuckin' business man (yeah)
All these niggas don't know that I done been this way
I'm a fuckin' menace, you never commend this pay (yeah, yeah)
Pedal to metal, my metal can end a nigga life
Leave a nigga dead in the ghetto, I hit him with the pipe
Maybe lay your head in the pillow and stick him with a knife
You ain't on my level, you never can live up to the hype, alright
I gave a hundred to niggas in jail
You want a lawyer, just hit me, it's here
The 'Raq on my back even though I was frail
Count it up, I had to climb them stairs
This for my niggas locked down in a cell
Countin' them days, no one's writing you mail
Me and my pistol like Kenan and Kel
Bitch, I'm all that, you can see for yourself
That Glock go, "Boom" (that Glock go, "Boom")
But that switch go, "Frrtt" (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in that room (when I'm in that room)
Money counter go, "Frrtt" (hey, hey)
She gon' suck dick 'til I pee (ayy)
She like, "Why you so mad at me?" (ayy)
When this shot go off, you bleed
I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof, ayy)
You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot)
Bitch, you know I got nothin' to lose (lose, shh, uh)
Don't ever hear when I shoot (ayy, pew, ayy)
I'm finna shoot out this bitch like I'm Rambo (Rambo)
They can't see me, I blend in like camo (yeah, yeah)
Fully loaded, won't run out of ammo (bah)
Ain't no problem that I couldn't handle (handle)
I got the sniper on top of the roof (roof, ayy)
You'll never hear when I shoot (shoot)

[@king676uutttgt]

This beat sounds like someone tried to remake J cole amari and fail and say fuck it let me do something else lol

[@deemac1]

Hellooooo there ;)

[@deffbeatz7747]

Down to a T

[@enuar8807]

Sounds like gunna cooler