This just happens to be the rap equivalent of Russias KGV or whatever… My point is, you're in a realm where winning is matter of life n death. But retaliation on this front isn't even considered, because when you're the one on top of the podium you can see the bronze n silver medal hair styles. Blonde dreads
This gun was bought just for to kill niggas (What you on 4? You already know how we get down) We be them motherfuckin' gravediggers Pallbearers bring your body to the grave We leave him slayed, nigga
It ain't a open casket, we left his motherfuckin' brain missin' Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain Shawty just wan' give me brain Slidin' in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brains Shawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thing Know my brother sell that boy, if not heroine it's pure cocaine
Know wะต distributors Them hollows, you can smell it through the city, wะต pollutin' Don't aim it, you just shoot it Like Chief Sosa say, "Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann" Text him through the night and through the day That be my fuckin' man
Bronem swing that, left out stains He in Miami and he hidin' from this murder gang The feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chains The homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin' blame We leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed at
She sent the text, ain't read that I been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe that That Jag' matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from that We aimin' with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you at Hold on, swang that cutta, hold on, know it got a kick back Youngin' weighed a hunnid pounds, know he can't control that Run up on me, it's gon' go down, you know that I'ma blow that Utah with a lot of pounds with me, where your ho at
Fuck it, bring the hook Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook With that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hooked I see souls, I'm with my kids Get them fuckin' bodies outta here I got locked inside the penn', but now I'm out Bitch, this the DaDa year
Spotted, then we followed him Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph When he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully scene Lil Dee, that's my cousin, man Know that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, man
Nigga, this that Squid Game, O'Block pack get rolled up Murder what they told us, Atlanta boy get fold up Nigga get your hoes up, these bitches throwin' up green flags Throwin' that NBA up, for me, set you up to bust your ass And know I keep that murder bag
Right on him, leave a toe tag Inside the freezer, where them people put 'em 'fore they stitch his ass No glitchin', better not freeze up before a nigga blitz his ass Brra-baow-baow, flip his ass (haha) Northside, nigga know that's my side
Utah, come here bitch, get hogtied, another died Oh Lord, man this nigga crazy, he do not respect them boys He don't give a fuck, he check up off the list, they squad He pray to the Devil, then that nigga pray to God Say he got on face paint and his nigga paid for it Say my name, get slayed for it
I ain't playin' with your hoe-ass nigga You know I'm comin' anywhere Like, Why the fuck you say that nigga? You know I'm dyin' anywhere, I bet they say I blew my pistol I bet they say I took one with me Lil AI TOP, I'm too official
You should not play with gravediggers You know them pallbearers ship 'em You know I pull off plenty killings You know that we keep plenty pistols
yb to I die
yb to I die
1:54
Nba diss the whole oblock and lil Durk โ๏ธ
This just happens to be the rap equivalent of Russias KGV or whatever… My point is, you're in a realm where winning is matter of life n death. But retaliation on this front isn't even considered, because when you're the one on top of the podium you can see the bronze n silver medal hair styles. Blonde dreads
One of the Greatest diss records in Rap history ๐ฏ๐ฏ
And I still don't like how that you diss my brother king Von ๐๐ญ๐ RIP.
Big. Bro. Love you
I'm a NBA youngboy fan
I'm being for real
With AirPods be like ๐
We need a video to this Lil bra asap I can't stop playing this shit๐๐คฃ๐คท๐๐ช๐ฃ๏ธ๐ฏ
Fuck YoungBoy for dissing O Block and King Von
Genius
till this day you are the goat
Yb sure know how to make his opps feel sick he said Murder what they told us Atlanta boy get fold up o block heard that they most had felt so sick lol
Dis dat squid Game ๐ก๐
On repeat everytime anytime
#4KT
On repeat everytime anytime
#4KT
I bet he was getting more agressive rapping every verse
Never gets old
This song keeps increasing my heartlessnissโจ๐ค
This is horribleโฆ.is this his voice or is it auto tone? Regardless itโs trash, if youโre gonna make a diss track at least make a good one
3:13
squid game
Aye Iโm a nle choppa fan but Iโll give this one to youngboy ๐๐๐คซ
1:11
Not my style all i hear is aquaugdueehwuwveu shit english
" Atlanta boy get folded up" ๐he on von again lol.
Oโblock pack get rolled up
๐๐พo block
Don't you ever talk about old block
We still here ๐ฅ๐ฅ
at this point ima von fan but it aint ma beef๐คท๐พโโ๏ธ
man the poor engineer who edited this. This guys so out of time….
This tuff๐ค๐ฅ
Sounds like he said R.I.P. get rolled up… Doesn't even sound like he said O block
Atlanta boy get fold up
Yeah (D-Roc)
This gun was bought just for to kill niggas
(What you on 4? You already know how we get down)
We be them motherfuckin' gravediggers
Pallbearers bring your body to the grave
We leave him slayed, nigga
It ain't a open casket, we left his motherfuckin' brain missin'
Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain
Shawty just wan' give me brain
Slidin' in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brains
Shawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thing
Know my brother sell that boy, if not heroine it's pure cocaine
Know wะต distributors
Them hollows, you can smell it through the city, wะต pollutin'
Don't aim it, you just shoot it
Like Chief Sosa say, "Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann"
Text him through the night and through the day
That be my fuckin' man
Bronem swing that, left out stains
He in Miami and he hidin' from this murder gang
The feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chains
The homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin' blame
We leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed at
She sent the text, ain't read that
I been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe that
That Jag' matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from that
We aimin' with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you at
Hold on, swang that cutta, hold on, know it got a kick back
Youngin' weighed a hunnid pounds, know he can't control that
Run up on me, it's gon' go down, you know that I'ma blow that
Utah with a lot of pounds with me, where your ho at
Fuck it, bring the hook
Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook
With that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hooked
I see souls, I'm with my kids
Get them fuckin' bodies outta here
I got locked inside the penn', but now I'm out
Bitch, this the DaDa year
Spotted, then we followed him
Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph
When he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully scene
Lil Dee, that's my cousin, man
Know that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, man
Nigga, this that Squid Game, O'Block pack get rolled up
Murder what they told us, Atlanta boy get fold up
Nigga get your hoes up, these bitches throwin' up green flags
Throwin' that NBA up, for me, set you up to bust your ass
And know I keep that murder bag
Right on him, leave a toe tag
Inside the freezer, where them people put 'em 'fore they stitch his ass
No glitchin', better not freeze up before a nigga blitz his ass
Brra-baow-baow, flip his ass (haha)
Northside, nigga know that's my side
Utah, come here bitch, get hogtied, another died
Oh Lord, man this nigga crazy, he do not respect them boys
He don't give a fuck, he check up off the list, they squad
He pray to the Devil, then that nigga pray to God
Say he got on face paint and his nigga paid for it
Say my name, get slayed for it
I ain't playin' with your hoe-ass nigga
You know I'm comin' anywhere
Like, Why the fuck you say that nigga?
You know I'm dyin' anywhere, I bet they say I blew my pistol
I bet they say I took one with me
Lil AI TOP, I'm too official
You should not play with gravediggers
You know them pallbearers ship 'em
You know I pull off plenty killings
You know that we keep plenty pistols
This whatโs starting itโs all yb throwing out shots
Demon mode activated ๐๐๐
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Surprised this ain't turn into a BD and Blood thing yet. Herd them foos burning green flags
Oh we whant All the Smoke ๐๐๐จ
yb ash BOOOOOOOO
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Nope
This is weak
Top ๐ฅ๐ฅ
CLEAN UP ON AISLE O โผ๏ธ๐
Bump this shit at my gun range