Not fa nutn. I slowed down to playback 75 speed. O somt rappimg over it. Im just listening.. young jiits just listen
@smokey9016 күн бұрын
I'm pretty sure all the sounds on the original are from a Roland jv1080 super and tr808 😊
@williamjenkins378216 күн бұрын
2024💯🔥🔥🔥
@edwinrodriguez472919 күн бұрын
Pura Respect on all endz n corners fi dat fire Pon deck Pannito my
@Kk1st22 күн бұрын
Von walked on with
@shallahrolawtruth46823 күн бұрын
Very nice
@cian948824 күн бұрын
Anyone no how I can put someone rapping from a different song over this beat
@gkey0627 күн бұрын
dam bruh you was the GOAT at this shit! i dont kno if you remember me. im still fuckin wit your beats!
@SophiaDilworth-bq7sg27 күн бұрын
It's hard an Beautiful
@stravis326928 күн бұрын
Really good
@bardia4802Ай бұрын
0:21 Look at the way I'ma spit this shit, look at the way I used to hit them licks I was back in the Chi', I was runnin' through the 6, like Drake, but I don't got no woes for shit Pull up on the scene with the chopper, like, "Damn," nigga shoot him in his face, but it hit his bitch All I know is get the cash, stack it, yeah, after that make you flip Smokin' on dope, smokin' on dope, sellin' that dope, I'm in the trap Used to have brown in a bag, used to serve it out my lab Fifty more dollars, had to pay to get high in my house But if you was tweakin', fuck it, load that clip, and I kick you out I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door Niggas fake, lip syncin', Milli Vanilli on these hoes I'm just poppin' like a wheelie, like Meek Milly on the go, ayy Off of the molly, I'm a whole different person Snakes in the grass, but I see the serpent Run up on me, I get to murkin' Gun is a bird, it get to chirpin' Ooh, ayy, ayy, she tell me I'm pretty, I say, "I'm prettier in person," ooh, ayy I thank God every day, he bless me with this discernment, uh I see demons, I see demons, I see angels, uh My eyes are like cameras, and I see it from different angles, uh, ayy Run up on me, you get shot, huh, gun on my hip, uh-uh, ayy Boy, this bitch Hot Pocket, huh, yeah, I got a pocket rocket, huh, ayy Project Pat, uh, I'm a project kid, uh Hit you in yo' stomach, bullets, you digestin' it I never had no Section 8, no, I lived in that Section A UP, University Park, that's where I was at, that's where we fuckin' stayed, ayy We was in Cal' Park, ayy, uppin' the hunnids, ayy, ayy Niggas in Rosen, ayy, ayy, gettin' that money, ayy, ayy Over east up in the streets, actin' grimy, ayy, ayy I ain't Thug, but some my niggas'll get real slimey, ayy, ayy Huh, .40 with that 30, I deserve it I'm ballin' for that green, I'm shootin' on my Larry Bird shit Niggas know what's up, I'm in the kitchen, like I'm Keurig Whippin', whippin', flippin' chickens, Harold's to the churches Niggas know what's up with me, in the kitchen with the cutlery Ballin', Jimmy Butler, rushin', I was Chrissy Tucker, please Get the fuck back, 'fore we fuck up yo' set Droppin' sets, loadin' TECs Hit your face and your neck Bitch, I'm ballin', don't need rebounds, I'm dunkin' on the bitch Up in school, I couldn't do no work, I was flunkin' in that bitch High as fuck, off the Xans, sleep in class, fuck the work Matter of fact, after class, I was probably sellin' work I had Addys for the thirty, I had Vyvanse for the ten I had all types of Xans I used to pass up to my friends Who get high outside of lunch, after that, probably skip school I was ridin' around the city with my motherfuckin' tool, uh Used to leave the 'burbs, go back to the city Gun with a pretty pea coat, Pretty Ricky You get shot in yo' back, if you think this shit sweet Mask on me, it ain't Halloween, still trick or treat All these hoes wanna fuck on me, they can't get dick for free Matter of fact, can't get dick at all, 'cause these bitches ain't for me They be triflin', they be triflin', tryna rob, tryna scheme If a bitch try to set me or my brothers up, might leave her on the scene, uh See, my gun is bisexual, it also knows a lot of big words, it's perplexual See, bitch, I be flexin' and my life is on a pedestal I'm just like KISS or somethin', I got that heavy metal, and I'm rockin' Ha-ha-ha-ha
@User-9f4ej124Ай бұрын
Project Pat is the best
@UnplugFromDeceptionАй бұрын
Slams
@KdfosamaaАй бұрын
Von walked tb😂💯
@Kk1st22 күн бұрын
Ong😂
@User-9f4ej124Ай бұрын
Who loves Pixar movies
@shawnallen8672Ай бұрын
Young dolph freestyle 🔥 too
@biohazerd107Ай бұрын
Timeless work, Thank you
@jb_butler84Ай бұрын
...Good day, y'all, and its a really good sounding, instrumental, song, here. A stress reliever, in some ways. Thank God, Jesus, an/or, the creators, for more, days, and nights....
@coffinfleet2 ай бұрын
I’m late af but amazing work bro
@recent8422 ай бұрын
Broski, hard i’ve subscribed
@Reaper-iq9ms2 ай бұрын
It's a ramke not the original version
@Reaper-iq9ms2 ай бұрын
La la la🎤
@pdtscottyb2 ай бұрын
I fw this heavy
@pdtscottyb2 ай бұрын
You ever think about uploading beats again?
@arsenprod9992 ай бұрын
juice did it the best
@daniel30855Ай бұрын
No project pat did
@trappizze222 ай бұрын
Bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better I do better, I do better, I do better, I do better You wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna fight? Juice Mayweather, Juice Mayweather, Juice Mayweather, Juice Mayweather (Ha-ha-ha-ha) Look at the way I'ma spit this shit, look at the way I used to hit them licks I was back in the Chi', I was runnin' through the 6, like Drake, but I don't got no woes for shit Pull up on the scene with the chopper, like, "Damn," nigga shoot him in his face, but it hit his bitch All I know is get the cash, stack it, yeah, after that make you flip Smokin' on dope, smokin' on dope, sellin' that dope, I'm in the trap Used to have brown in a bag, used to serve it out my lab Fifty more dollars, had to pay to get high in my house But if you was tweakin', fuck it, load that clip, and I kick you out I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door Niggas fake, lip syncin', Milli Vanilli on these hoes I'm just poppin' like a wheelie, like Meek Milly on the go, ayy Off of the molly, I'm a whole different person Snakes in the grass, but I see the serpent Run up on me, I get to murkin' Gun is a bird, it get to chirpin' Ooh, ayy, ayy, she tell me I'm pretty, I say, "I'm prettier in person," ooh, ayy I thank God every day, he bless me with this discernment, uh I see demons, I see demons, I see angels, uh My eyes are like cameras, and I see it from different angles, uh, ayy Run up on me, you get shot, huh, gun on my hip, uh-uh, ayy Boy, this bitch Hot Pocket, huh, yeah, I got a pocket rocket, huh, ayy Project Pat, uh, I'm a project kid, uh Hit you in yo' stomach, bullets, you digestin' it I never had no Section 8, no, I lived in that Section A UP, University Park, that's where I was at, that's where we fuckin' stayed, ayy We was in Cal' Park, ayy, uppin' the hunnids, ayy, ayy Niggas in Rosen, ayy, ayy, gettin' that money, ayy, ayy Over east up in the streets, actin' grimy, ayy, ayy I ain't Thug, but some my niggas'll get real slimey, ayy, ayy Huh, .40 with that 30, I deserve it I'm ballin' for that green, I'm shootin' on my Larry Bird shit Niggas know what's up, I'm in the kitchen, like I'm Keurig Whippin', whippin', flippin' chickens, Harold's to the churches Niggas know what's up with me, in the kitchen with the cutlery Ballin', Jimmy Butler, rushin', I was Chrissy Tucker, please Get the fuck back, 'fore we fuck up yo' set Droppin' sets, loadin' TECs Hit your face and your neck Bitch, I'm ballin', don't need rebounds, I'm dunkin' on the bitch Up in school, I couldn't do no work, I was flunkin' in that bitch High as fuck, off the Xans, sleep in class, fuck the work Matter of fact, after class, I was probably sellin' work I had Addys for the thirty, I had Vyvanse for the ten I had all types of Xans I used to pass up to my friends Who get high outside of lunch, after that, probably skip school I was ridin' around the city with my motherfuckin' tool, uh Used to leave the 'burbs, go back to the city Gun with a pretty pea coat, Pretty Ricky You get shot in yo' back, if you think this shit sweet Mask on me, it ain't Halloween, still trick or treat All these hoes wanna fuck on me, they can't get dick for free Matter of fact, can't get dick at all, 'cause these bitches ain't for me They be triflin', they be triflin', tryna rob, tryna scheme If a bitch try to set me or my brothers up, might leave her on the scene, uh See, my gun is bisexual, it also knows a lot of big words, it's perplexual See, bitch, I be flexin' and my life is on a pedestal I'm just like KISS or somethin', I got that heavy metal, and I'm rockin' Ha-ha-ha-ha
@Woody-Pee2 ай бұрын
Finna slam this junt bro I like and sub 🔥🔥🔥🔥
@raptranslationvoices86212 ай бұрын
Nice remake bro , What is this sample that plays after the snare hits? (Its like flute or smth , idk ) This sample is also in the song "stan" by eminem
@richardharristhird8662 ай бұрын
good job Carter
@Hesasavage2 ай бұрын
That ring 🫨💥
@rustyboomerton22352 ай бұрын
I like your unique mixes of tracks, very close but still yours
@iiXchan2 ай бұрын
love those snares hahaha
@kristophersells45313 ай бұрын
Cheese N Dope Freestyle FROM A UNKNOWN MUTHAFUCKA. ENJOY Eyes bloodshot red as hell, in the bedroom fuckin this hoes tail This dick make her ship set sail, cum in her eyes have her readin brail Out the door tone in my hand, rob me a boy fuck up his master plan Seen me shoulda ran, lemme pop this percadan Dope man for the reup, 2 extra clips and my nina Spreadin these shells like gonorrhea, have ya screamin Bia Bia Ima roll through the hood, servin dope slangin wood Pockets swole to the good, tell a bitch suck this dick like she should Everyday I must get paid, while you hatin ass bitchs try and violate Murder you show up at funeral piss on ya grave, thats how it go when you throwin shade Rules to this shit, you'll be eatin the pussy after she fucked my dick Mad as hell get the whole clique, put the hit on ya whole family for a brick Out here chiefin on this dro, high as hell where will I go Pull up at red light put one through ya window, peel ya lid and away I roll Call me the assassin of the streets, makin muthafuckas deceased Everytime I fuckin release, out here for this dope n cheese On a hoes face I'm gonna skeet, next mornin found motel bed underneath I wont digress and won't bequeath, shoot ya empty clip reload and repeat This shit is fuckin hard, better pray to fuckin God I dont show up in ya yard, with ana aint nothin barred You can listen to this shit, while a bitch suck ya dick While shes givin you change she makin me rich, use her up peel her cap quick Hand on the matic, dividend ima grasp it Drag ya in tire shop beat ya with ratchets, so much brain damage you crazier than bat shit Strap on the fatigues, pussy rappers is outta they leagues Bitch stay on the beat, cheese n dope freestyle got cha stomach feelin weak
@randombutler3 ай бұрын
All-day
@user-zi6yk5lh6j3 ай бұрын
I. Was down for a while Like the devil haf my hand
@SoundMind.3 ай бұрын
*WAMP!!*
@hustlehardcampaign3 ай бұрын
🔥🔥🔥
@DrewDizzle-uk9dc3 ай бұрын
Song to the cristmas gift text one?
@user-sj5wz7vi9e3 ай бұрын
😂😂😂😂😂🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾
@thane31863 ай бұрын
Carter da Harder so dope istg I’d put this beat over the OG frl and I grew up listening to that OG
@maximinovazquez53393 ай бұрын
Rip Bad Azz
@mattcoyne23433 ай бұрын
This is hands down the best instrumental remake of this song on the net. Still thumping in 24'
@nathanielsmith20344 ай бұрын
Cant call the cops...cant call the dr....nobody wants to deal with you and you think and they think your the richest fool on earth....yet what does pondering bones really matter when they no keep nothing thrmselves and let you keep the same yet entirely void of similarity to their nothing and yours..keep it bitches...and tell the folks keep mine to if they can handle the heat...IN. A GARBAGE
@nathanielsmith20344 ай бұрын
Depletion is funny to them until they are in the heat of january on the bridge pondering bones
@mohamedyonis91494 ай бұрын
Free BG mane Real niggaq
@Craig-tv6se4 ай бұрын
⛽🔥🐉MASTER P DID A DEAL WITH DARK FORCES.THATS IT WITH THAT.MUCH LOVE TO KING SILK THE SHOCKER
@ecommercewithjay88574 ай бұрын
remember having this on repeat back in 2014/2015. good times.
Пікірлер
The vibe 2024
Young dolph gots me here! 🔥 🙏
ay atleast you tried gang
Not fa nutn. I slowed down to playback 75 speed. O somt rappimg over it. Im just listening.. young jiits just listen
I'm pretty sure all the sounds on the original are from a Roland jv1080 super and tr808 😊
2024💯🔥🔥🔥
Pura Respect on all endz n corners fi dat fire Pon deck Pannito my
Von walked on with
Very nice
Anyone no how I can put someone rapping from a different song over this beat
dam bruh you was the GOAT at this shit! i dont kno if you remember me. im still fuckin wit your beats!
It's hard an Beautiful
Really good
0:21 Look at the way I'ma spit this shit, look at the way I used to hit them licks I was back in the Chi', I was runnin' through the 6, like Drake, but I don't got no woes for shit Pull up on the scene with the chopper, like, "Damn," nigga shoot him in his face, but it hit his bitch All I know is get the cash, stack it, yeah, after that make you flip Smokin' on dope, smokin' on dope, sellin' that dope, I'm in the trap Used to have brown in a bag, used to serve it out my lab Fifty more dollars, had to pay to get high in my house But if you was tweakin', fuck it, load that clip, and I kick you out I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door Niggas fake, lip syncin', Milli Vanilli on these hoes I'm just poppin' like a wheelie, like Meek Milly on the go, ayy Off of the molly, I'm a whole different person Snakes in the grass, but I see the serpent Run up on me, I get to murkin' Gun is a bird, it get to chirpin' Ooh, ayy, ayy, she tell me I'm pretty, I say, "I'm prettier in person," ooh, ayy I thank God every day, he bless me with this discernment, uh I see demons, I see demons, I see angels, uh My eyes are like cameras, and I see it from different angles, uh, ayy Run up on me, you get shot, huh, gun on my hip, uh-uh, ayy Boy, this bitch Hot Pocket, huh, yeah, I got a pocket rocket, huh, ayy Project Pat, uh, I'm a project kid, uh Hit you in yo' stomach, bullets, you digestin' it I never had no Section 8, no, I lived in that Section A UP, University Park, that's where I was at, that's where we fuckin' stayed, ayy We was in Cal' Park, ayy, uppin' the hunnids, ayy, ayy Niggas in Rosen, ayy, ayy, gettin' that money, ayy, ayy Over east up in the streets, actin' grimy, ayy, ayy I ain't Thug, but some my niggas'll get real slimey, ayy, ayy Huh, .40 with that 30, I deserve it I'm ballin' for that green, I'm shootin' on my Larry Bird shit Niggas know what's up, I'm in the kitchen, like I'm Keurig Whippin', whippin', flippin' chickens, Harold's to the churches Niggas know what's up with me, in the kitchen with the cutlery Ballin', Jimmy Butler, rushin', I was Chrissy Tucker, please Get the fuck back, 'fore we fuck up yo' set Droppin' sets, loadin' TECs Hit your face and your neck Bitch, I'm ballin', don't need rebounds, I'm dunkin' on the bitch Up in school, I couldn't do no work, I was flunkin' in that bitch High as fuck, off the Xans, sleep in class, fuck the work Matter of fact, after class, I was probably sellin' work I had Addys for the thirty, I had Vyvanse for the ten I had all types of Xans I used to pass up to my friends Who get high outside of lunch, after that, probably skip school I was ridin' around the city with my motherfuckin' tool, uh Used to leave the 'burbs, go back to the city Gun with a pretty pea coat, Pretty Ricky You get shot in yo' back, if you think this shit sweet Mask on me, it ain't Halloween, still trick or treat All these hoes wanna fuck on me, they can't get dick for free Matter of fact, can't get dick at all, 'cause these bitches ain't for me They be triflin', they be triflin', tryna rob, tryna scheme If a bitch try to set me or my brothers up, might leave her on the scene, uh See, my gun is bisexual, it also knows a lot of big words, it's perplexual See, bitch, I be flexin' and my life is on a pedestal I'm just like KISS or somethin', I got that heavy metal, and I'm rockin' Ha-ha-ha-ha
Project Pat is the best
Slams
Von walked tb😂💯
Ong😂
Who loves Pixar movies
Young dolph freestyle 🔥 too
Timeless work, Thank you
...Good day, y'all, and its a really good sounding, instrumental, song, here. A stress reliever, in some ways. Thank God, Jesus, an/or, the creators, for more, days, and nights....
I’m late af but amazing work bro
Broski, hard i’ve subscribed
It's a ramke not the original version
La la la🎤
I fw this heavy
You ever think about uploading beats again?
juice did it the best
No project pat did
Bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better, bitch, I'm better I do better, I do better, I do better, I do better You wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna fight? You wanna fight? Juice Mayweather, Juice Mayweather, Juice Mayweather, Juice Mayweather (Ha-ha-ha-ha) Look at the way I'ma spit this shit, look at the way I used to hit them licks I was back in the Chi', I was runnin' through the 6, like Drake, but I don't got no woes for shit Pull up on the scene with the chopper, like, "Damn," nigga shoot him in his face, but it hit his bitch All I know is get the cash, stack it, yeah, after that make you flip Smokin' on dope, smokin' on dope, sellin' that dope, I'm in the trap Used to have brown in a bag, used to serve it out my lab Fifty more dollars, had to pay to get high in my house But if you was tweakin', fuck it, load that clip, and I kick you out I got cheese, hoes, and a bunch of fuckin' dope I got P's, coke, and some killers at the door Niggas fake, lip syncin', Milli Vanilli on these hoes I'm just poppin' like a wheelie, like Meek Milly on the go, ayy Off of the molly, I'm a whole different person Snakes in the grass, but I see the serpent Run up on me, I get to murkin' Gun is a bird, it get to chirpin' Ooh, ayy, ayy, she tell me I'm pretty, I say, "I'm prettier in person," ooh, ayy I thank God every day, he bless me with this discernment, uh I see demons, I see demons, I see angels, uh My eyes are like cameras, and I see it from different angles, uh, ayy Run up on me, you get shot, huh, gun on my hip, uh-uh, ayy Boy, this bitch Hot Pocket, huh, yeah, I got a pocket rocket, huh, ayy Project Pat, uh, I'm a project kid, uh Hit you in yo' stomach, bullets, you digestin' it I never had no Section 8, no, I lived in that Section A UP, University Park, that's where I was at, that's where we fuckin' stayed, ayy We was in Cal' Park, ayy, uppin' the hunnids, ayy, ayy Niggas in Rosen, ayy, ayy, gettin' that money, ayy, ayy Over east up in the streets, actin' grimy, ayy, ayy I ain't Thug, but some my niggas'll get real slimey, ayy, ayy Huh, .40 with that 30, I deserve it I'm ballin' for that green, I'm shootin' on my Larry Bird shit Niggas know what's up, I'm in the kitchen, like I'm Keurig Whippin', whippin', flippin' chickens, Harold's to the churches Niggas know what's up with me, in the kitchen with the cutlery Ballin', Jimmy Butler, rushin', I was Chrissy Tucker, please Get the fuck back, 'fore we fuck up yo' set Droppin' sets, loadin' TECs Hit your face and your neck Bitch, I'm ballin', don't need rebounds, I'm dunkin' on the bitch Up in school, I couldn't do no work, I was flunkin' in that bitch High as fuck, off the Xans, sleep in class, fuck the work Matter of fact, after class, I was probably sellin' work I had Addys for the thirty, I had Vyvanse for the ten I had all types of Xans I used to pass up to my friends Who get high outside of lunch, after that, probably skip school I was ridin' around the city with my motherfuckin' tool, uh Used to leave the 'burbs, go back to the city Gun with a pretty pea coat, Pretty Ricky You get shot in yo' back, if you think this shit sweet Mask on me, it ain't Halloween, still trick or treat All these hoes wanna fuck on me, they can't get dick for free Matter of fact, can't get dick at all, 'cause these bitches ain't for me They be triflin', they be triflin', tryna rob, tryna scheme If a bitch try to set me or my brothers up, might leave her on the scene, uh See, my gun is bisexual, it also knows a lot of big words, it's perplexual See, bitch, I be flexin' and my life is on a pedestal I'm just like KISS or somethin', I got that heavy metal, and I'm rockin' Ha-ha-ha-ha
Finna slam this junt bro I like and sub 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Nice remake bro , What is this sample that plays after the snare hits? (Its like flute or smth , idk ) This sample is also in the song "stan" by eminem
good job Carter
That ring 🫨💥
I like your unique mixes of tracks, very close but still yours
love those snares hahaha
Cheese N Dope Freestyle FROM A UNKNOWN MUTHAFUCKA. ENJOY Eyes bloodshot red as hell, in the bedroom fuckin this hoes tail This dick make her ship set sail, cum in her eyes have her readin brail Out the door tone in my hand, rob me a boy fuck up his master plan Seen me shoulda ran, lemme pop this percadan Dope man for the reup, 2 extra clips and my nina Spreadin these shells like gonorrhea, have ya screamin Bia Bia Ima roll through the hood, servin dope slangin wood Pockets swole to the good, tell a bitch suck this dick like she should Everyday I must get paid, while you hatin ass bitchs try and violate Murder you show up at funeral piss on ya grave, thats how it go when you throwin shade Rules to this shit, you'll be eatin the pussy after she fucked my dick Mad as hell get the whole clique, put the hit on ya whole family for a brick Out here chiefin on this dro, high as hell where will I go Pull up at red light put one through ya window, peel ya lid and away I roll Call me the assassin of the streets, makin muthafuckas deceased Everytime I fuckin release, out here for this dope n cheese On a hoes face I'm gonna skeet, next mornin found motel bed underneath I wont digress and won't bequeath, shoot ya empty clip reload and repeat This shit is fuckin hard, better pray to fuckin God I dont show up in ya yard, with ana aint nothin barred You can listen to this shit, while a bitch suck ya dick While shes givin you change she makin me rich, use her up peel her cap quick Hand on the matic, dividend ima grasp it Drag ya in tire shop beat ya with ratchets, so much brain damage you crazier than bat shit Strap on the fatigues, pussy rappers is outta they leagues Bitch stay on the beat, cheese n dope freestyle got cha stomach feelin weak
All-day
I. Was down for a while Like the devil haf my hand
*WAMP!!*
🔥🔥🔥
Song to the cristmas gift text one?
😂😂😂😂😂🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾
Carter da Harder so dope istg I’d put this beat over the OG frl and I grew up listening to that OG
Rip Bad Azz
This is hands down the best instrumental remake of this song on the net. Still thumping in 24'
Cant call the cops...cant call the dr....nobody wants to deal with you and you think and they think your the richest fool on earth....yet what does pondering bones really matter when they no keep nothing thrmselves and let you keep the same yet entirely void of similarity to their nothing and yours..keep it bitches...and tell the folks keep mine to if they can handle the heat...IN. A GARBAGE
Depletion is funny to them until they are in the heat of january on the bridge pondering bones
Free BG mane Real niggaq
⛽🔥🐉MASTER P DID A DEAL WITH DARK FORCES.THATS IT WITH THAT.MUCH LOVE TO KING SILK THE SHOCKER
remember having this on repeat back in 2014/2015. good times.