[FREE] Afro Drill type beat x Melodic Drill type beat 'Omorfi'

[FREE] Afro Drill x Melodic Drill type beat "Omorfi"

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[AuraDrillBeats]

Spasibo za tvoe tvorchestvo Brat🔥🙏
Ochen vdovnovlyaesh menya, gorjus za tebya👌🙌
My Guru✊🙏

[RobertPennu-mxen]

Ifff i take you
Takes you out of nice

If i takes out of nice
Something most be you and i

So if i take you

[deepstatecrew]

Nadai kustuck hiyo bread juu season ni ya festive

[AfgelikteGehakbal]

Verse 1)
Money talks, in the language of the street,
Where the hustle's real, every heartbeat.
Stacking bills, chasing dreams in the dark,
From the block to the top, leaving a mark.

Gang ties tight, loyalty in the veins,
Through the struggles, we weather the rains.
Counting dollars, in the city's embrace,
In this concrete jungle, find your own space.

(Chorus)
Money and gang, a tale untold,
Streets paved in silver, hearts made of gold.
In the shadows we dance, where the story's untamed,
In the rhythm of the hustle, where destinies are framed.

(Verse 2)
Gang signs flash, in the neon lights,
In the city's heartbeat, we claim our rights.
Money moves, it's a chessboard play,
Every move strategic, in the night and day.

From the corner blocks to the penthouse high,
Living fast, letting the cash multiply.
Gang unity, like a code unspoken,
In the midst of chaos, a bond unbroken.

(Chorus)
Money and gang, a tale untold,
Streets paved in silver, hearts made of gold.
In the shadows we dance, where the story's untamed,
In the rhythm of the hustle, where destinies are framed.

(Bridge)
Life's a gamble, every roll of the dice,
In the city's embrace, paying the price.
Money and gang, like a twisted art,
In the canvas of the street, we play our part.

(Verse 3)
Paper chasing, it's the anthem we sing,
From the street corners, echoes of the bling.
Gangsta dreams in a concrete reality,
In the pursuit of wealth, facing brutality.

But remember, in this game of life,
Choices define us, cut through like a knife.
Money and gang, a complex symphony,
Navigate wisely in this urban odyssey.

(Chorus)
Money and gang, a tale untold,
Streets paved in silver, hearts made of gold.
In the shadows we dance, where the story's untamed,
In the rhythm of the hustle, where destinies are framed.

[yigidagram]

Savurdun yalanlar ardımdan
Yanında kalamam artık daha
Beni dinlemedin anlattım sana bi torba dolusu laflarla
Oyaladın beni laflarla
Koyamadım yerine asla bak
Kimse etmiyo bi sen
Ama sevgimin değerini bilsen

Yapmazdın böyle
Beni ortada tek başıma bırakıpta gitmezdin
Değdi mi söyle
Sende iyiliğimizi isterdin

Biliyorum bunu biliyorum ama
Seviyorum seni baksana bana
O güzel gözlerinle baksana bana
Çünkü gözlerin farklı bi drama


Kalmazdık seninle ayrı gayrı
İçimi dökeceğim daha ne vardı
Geçen ki konuşmadan kullanmadığın söyleyeceğin bahane arttı

[danielajayi]

Hello bro. This is firrrree. can I use this beat to record a "no gree" song?

[brhnsdkoglu]

Sorgulama yola devam et
Yine uyandım bi güne lanet
Korkularım var cano ihanet
Ölüyorum her gece cinayet x2


Koyucak kafamı yer bulamadım
Bi korkak içimde sergiler adım
Kazandığı yok kalbi savaşım
Gururdan aşka yer bulamadım
Çok kırdılar ama önemli değil
Bi kıvılcım çıkar hemen geleyim
Kalbin yaşadığım mutlu bi şehir
Sev beni içinde başkası değil

[favela-wq]

la ou j’ai grandi
peu s’en sont sorti
on monte dans le bolide tard le soir
avec un fusil, un revolver
j’marche jamais seul j’ai toujours 2 lame
les ennemis veulent plus sortir
car sinon on attrape leur âme
quand on choppe leur man
on attrape leur (quoi ? quoi ?)

sans stress quand j’sors le shlass
t’sais comment ça s’passe quand je sors de l’appart
j’ai pas changer je revend le crack
la colombiana arrive à bon port
quand la caisse dérape les opps font du sport
personne n’est intouchable
et ça j’crois qu’ils l’ont comprit
younès peut pas faire le chaud
j’ai des flashback de lui crier « pardon, laisser moi en vie »

grandi dans les sales block
dans nos rues c’est méchant
j’ai chercher l’argent dans le bat
c’était trop alléchant

tu sais comment ça se passe
le go est donné dans les temps

on t’arrose dans le torse ou la tête mais jamais les jambes

j’fais la plata je dépense
sur le prado pas sur les champs
j’reste focus s’il faut tirer
faut viser la cible pas des innocents
j’aimerai bien te laisser parler
mais le calibre me démange

(accélération)
donc je le fais tousser et la détente se presse
on te fait ça sans trembler
comme quand je coupe la zipette

tireur actif comme mon frère
on passe par lyca y’a pas d’sfr
a 15 ans je vendait la mâche et la verte
j’fait des tour dans les rues
comme la blanche dans le pyrex

colombienne, pétard appelle moi mechas
mon coup d’épée vaut 3 coup de shlass
j’les ching, j’les baw, j’les flingues, j’les ayy

général 6-5-9 je prend ma part

[Sj]

This funk and latino type drill beat 😅

[tilix]

Nd my bro burst strings no violin
I stack bread since den been piling these nike treds push packs put mile in I chase bread so my life i can smile in man wiling when’s it time In time out now it’s crining man we shining like a diamond man I’m fighting like a titans
Said it’s my number dat they dialling
Got the metal but bro got the fire in
If we sliding it’s weapons requiring
Black trackie do drills in attire in
Need workers man I’m hiring

[DhoDdho-ztiy]

Never lose ever day I win no stop f had lgamme hai wink no fake hna rap bla vid mtjich m3ana roh b3id Mon fils trackati nar bla ma ta fake w bla ma3na m3icht rich w lhna 7aby3ich mafia w chbhna a l9lawi b3id mtlhgnach