Name: Hip Hop Jazz Insanity by nog
Duration: 3 min 22 s
Description: Hip Hop Jazz Insanity, a reupload of one of my old beats i made.

produced by dontdisturbgov
mixed & recorded by me

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Hip Hop Jazz Insanity, a reupload of one of my old beats i made.

Hip Hop Jazz Insanity

𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓭𝓾𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝔂𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽!!!

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Ghost

(intro)
why why why
damn, fuck, damn
blunt music

(verse 1:)
brand new glock, i keep it up in the case ‘less a nigga want to go for a hunt
can’t come round, like shorty when she be sober but she acting out when she drunk
i got no feelings for love, cause i use the rest of my feelings to go in a blunt
they know me lil bitch stay up in the shadows, them niggas they up in the front
we put a dent right in a fuck nigga head, yeah my brodie he gold with the sniper
bad lil bitch, i think i took it too far she in love but i dont even like her
im going off, i put the muhfuckin’ pain all up in the muhfuckin’ cyphеr
empty the spot, we ain’t finna leavе no damn witnesses
we ain’t gon leave no survivors, like damn

(chorus:)
what’s yo eta? i got a chop like gta
ride through the street with a muhfuckin’ tank
i told these fuck niggas get out the way
he catching hollows like muhfuckin’ strays, bitch
these niggas they tryna get away
bitch if i want it you know imma take, i ain’t got no other way
press that button, huh, niggas they switch up
ain’t tryna get up like all of a sudden, huh
im steady tryna make it out, they think that im good
but a nigga be struggling, huh
brodie he dont got no morals, he in a foreign
that nigga steady cuttin up
ptsd, he gotta lot of that shit, hear a sound and he clutching up
(verse 2:)
give me a 30, lil bitch, my brain might develop
brodie yea he got the fye, you think you cold till the nigga run up and he melt ya
shordy yeah i got supply, you ain’t even ride why the fuck do you think imma help ya?
big ass arp, i can’t even tote that chop kinda big, king yella
what i drank, im on some whole other shit nigga you can just stick to your seltzer
his diamonds fake, you take it off of his finger, his shit turning green it swell up
you think you hot ’cause you got some weed and a glock, pussy boy you ain’t none but a seller
i think im not right in the muhfuckin head momma told me to get it together
bitch i think that i feel like soulja, told lil shordy that she better crank that
no i cannot really trust, im finna block when she ask where i stay at
niggas ain’t never was real, i had to deal with the fake like way back
bitch i do not care if we older, one of these days imma get my damn pay back
i got my head on the prize, bitch when im finally dead i can lay back
aim at your head with the fye, my brodie step up told these niggas to stay back
im in my head and i lie, bitch i did a lot that i cannot take back
she finna act when she angry, her and a bitch for the streets got the same stats

(chorus:)
what’s yo eta? i got a chop like gta
ride through the street with a muhfuckin’ tank
i told these fuck niggas get out the way
he catching hollows like muhfuckin’ strays, bitch
these niggas they tryna get away
bitch if i want it you know imma take, i ain’t got no other way
press that button, huh, niggas they switch up
ain’t tryna get up like all of a sudden, huh
im steady tryna make it out, they think that im good
but a nigga be struggling, huh
brodie he dont got no morals, he in a foreign
that nigga steady cuttin up
ptsd, he gotta lot of that shit, hear a sound and he clutching up

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