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A friend told me I can promote my music on here
https://m.soundcloud.com/wolf-murray-857563446-woahgng
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>A friend told me I can promote my music on here https://m.soundcloud.com/wolf-murray-857563446>>-woahgng>>142336probably one of the best rappers of this century
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this wolf nigga be cookin
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Shit from a butt
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You look like you built 4 bwc
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>Shit from a butt
Jealous he a better rapper than you
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Best rapper of all time
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can't wait when u next hit come out π₯π₯π₯
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>can't wait when u next hit come out π₯π₯π₯
Yo its lil wolf next hit im dropping on friday π₯
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Gangsta af
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You gonna start a onlyfans soon?
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>>142336 (OP)your fucking music is trash bro delete your accout nigga
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>>>142336 (OP)
>your fucking music is trash bro delete your accout nigga
You seem jealous nigga
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>>>142336 (OP)
>your fucking music is trash bro delete your accout nigga
Send me your soundcloud nigger
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dont stop nigga ts so tuff
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>dont stop nigga ts so tuff
Thanks bro
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>>142336 (OP)opsec level soundcloud
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aren't you some kind of a opsec hacker from irc i think i saw you b4
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david thoughie killer
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>aren't you some kind of a opsec hacker from irc i think i saw you b4
Nah bro
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bro is the net YVNG KANER
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what an aryan trapstar
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>what an aryan trapstar
Thanks bro
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Can people here pleas help me promote my music?
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I am homeless and need some help
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>>>143142
>>>143143
>aye bruh keep up the grind i be bumping ur shit i be telling other folk to
Thanks bro
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its too niggerpilled…
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>its too niggerpilledβ¦
Thanks bro
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>I been busy composin but new music will be up soon
Ay bruh I can't wait this shit will be lit
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>>I been busy composin but new music will be up soon
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>Ay bruh I can't wait this shit will be lit
Thanks bro
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>>142721Niggermusic,sound nice keep it up
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>>>142721 (You)
>Niggermusic,sound nice keep it up
Thanks bro
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Bump
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Nigger
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>Niggermore?
You're the nigger you bich
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>>Niggermore?
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>You're the nigger you bich
dont listen to these haters
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>>>Niggermore?
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>>You're the nigger you bich
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>dont listen to these haters
Thanks bro
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>>>>Niggermore?
>>>
>>>You're the nigger you bich
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>>dont listen to these haters
>
>Thanks bro
I just wrote my first song based on personal experiences can I please get them rated by an expert rapper like you it would mean a lot
I got a story to tell, man, I got a story to tell
Got a story to tell, I got a story to tell
On this night, Chris met Tiffany
Tiffany was at the club wearing Tiffany
In the middle of the club, they played Central Cee
And that's how they met, I guess it's meant to be
Tiff came to the table, asked for a drink
Chris was like, "You a baddie, shit, what's good with me?"
They went shot after shot as he lit the tree
Drinkin' like they ain't tryna have memory
When Future came on, she like, "This my song"
Poppin' ass, Chris like, "I gotta get her home"
Cardi B came on, she started showin' thong
Like, "Ayy, " with her tongue out, she in that mode
Chris in that zone, he was tryna roll
Drunk off the liq', he was tryna score
His homies wasn't ready, though
His homie met a bitch with ass that wiggle like jelly, though
So they stayed, more liquor got chased
Drunk and high, they was in a daze
Chris like, "Whatever Tiff want, okay"
Tiff thinkin' like, "I found my bae"
And this chick that Chris knew walked up
Tiff knew her too, but Tiff tried to hide her face
She lookin' at Chris, like, "Don't do it"
Tiff lookin' at the bitch kinda sideways
As shit gettin' weird, shit gettin' weird
Chris see, but he drunk, his vision barely clear
Tiff like, "Let's go, let's get out of here"
Chris drunk, if he drive, he probably hit a deer
Fuck you, bitch
Nah, bitch, fuck you
Nah, bitch, fuck you, bitch (both you bitches, back the fuck up)
You jealous-ass bitch (nah)
Fuck you, you ho bitch (both you bitches trippin')
You, fuck you, you jealous (back the fuck, back the fuck up))
Fuck you, bitch
All the commotion made him sober up
They told him his hoes was fightin' in the club
Chris like, "Nigga, fight for what?
That wasn't my ho, we ain't never fucked"
His homie like, "I don't know, this shit a dub
But the bitch was for sure tryna tell you somethin'"
"Huh? Nigga, tell me what?"
"Shit, I don't know, " "Nah, nigga, tell me what?"
Then Chris like, "Fuck that, we gone
Where Tiffany? Tell her ass come on, come on
We got a long drive home"
So they walked to the car with her ass, Tiff alone
But in the car, they ain't even speak
Soon as Tiffany got in, she fell asleep
Chris drivin', laid back in his seat
Thinkin' how he finna beat them cheeks
Thinkin' she ain't know she met a freak
Finna give this girl all technique
Then he pulled up to his street
Woke Tiffany up like, "We
Made it to the crib, girl, this where I live, girl
It's a given and, um, I'm here to give, girl
Yeah, give you somethin' in your ribs, girl
'Cause I been waiting all night for this, girl
Come a lil' closer, gimme kiss, girl
Damn, you look good bitin' on your lips, girl"
Super thick, put his hands on her hips like
"Do you know how to drive stick, girl?"
Kissin' and touchin', kissin' and touchin'
3:00 in the morning, so, um, Chris was rushin'
Chris pulled his pants down, she was blushin'
She was rubbin' on his woody
He like, "Is it creamy? Is it pudding?"
Off with her clothes, he was pullin'
She like, "Wait, I got somethin' to tell you"
"What?" "I'm a trans woman"
"What?"
"I'm a trans woman"
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>I just wrote my first song based on personal experiences can I please get them rated by an expert rapper like you it would mean a lot
>I got a story to tell, man, I got a story to tell
>Got a story to tell, I got a story to tell
>On this night, Chris met Tiffany
>Tiffany was at the club wearing Tiffany
>In the middle of the club, they played Central Cee
>And that's how they met, I guess it's meant to be
>Tiff came to the table, asked for a drink
>Chris was like, "You a baddie, shit, what's good with me?"
>They went shot after shot as he lit the tree
>Drinkin' like they ain't tryna have memory
>When Future came on, she like, "This my song"
>Poppin' ass, Chris like, "I gotta get her home"
>Cardi B came on, she started showin' thong
>Like, "Ayy, " with her tongue out, she in that mode
>Chris in that zone, he was tryna roll
>Drunk off the liq', he was tryna score
>His homies wasn't ready, though
>His homie met a bitch with ass that wiggle like jelly, though
>So they stayed, more liquor got chased
>Drunk and high, they was in a daze
>Chris like, "Whatever Tiff want, okay"
>Tiff thinkin' like, "I found my bae"
>And this chick that Chris knew walked up
>Tiff knew her too, but Tiff tried to hide her face
>She lookin' at Chris, like, "Don't do it"
>Tiff lookin' at the bitch kinda sideways
>As shit gettin' weird, shit gettin' weird
>Chris see, but he drunk, his vision barely clear
>Tiff like, "Let's go, let's get out of here"
>Chris drunk, if he drive, he probably hit a deer
>Fuck you, bitch
>Nah, bitch, fuck you
>Nah, bitch, fuck you, bitch (both you bitches, back the fuck up)
>You jealous-ass bitch (nah)
>Fuck you, you ho bitch (both you bitches trippin')
>You, fuck you, you jealous (back the fuck, back the fuck up))
>Fuck you, bitch
>All the commotion made him sober up
>They told him his hoes was fightin' in the club
>Chris like, "Nigga, fight for what?
>That wasn't my ho, we ain't never fucked"
>His homie like, "I don't know, this shit a dub
>But the bitch was for sure tryna tell you somethin'"
>"Huh? Nigga, tell me what?"
>"Shit, I don't know, " "Nah, nigga, tell me what?"
>Then Chris like, "Fuck that, we gone
>Where Tiffany? Tell her ass come on, come on
>We got a long drive home"
>So they walked to the car with her ass, Tiff alone
>But in the car, they ain't even speak
>Soon as Tiffany got in, she fell asleep
>Chris drivin', laid back in his seat
>Thinkin' how he finna beat them cheeks
>Thinkin' she ain't know she met a freak
>Finna give this girl all technique
>Then he pulled up to his street
>Woke Tiffany up like, "We
>Made it to the crib, girl, this where I live, girl
>It's a given and, um, I'm here to give, girl
>Yeah, give you somethin' in your ribs, girl
>'Cause I been waiting all night for this, girl
>Come a lil' closer, gimme kiss, girl
>Damn, you look good bitin' on your lips, girl"
>Super thick, put his hands on her hips like
>"Do you know how to drive stick, girl?"
>Kissin' and touchin', kissin' and touchin'
>3:00 in the morning, so, um, Chris was rushin'
>Chris pulled his pants down, she was blushin'
>She was rubbin' on his woody
>He like, "Is it creamy? Is it pudding?"
>Off with her clothes, he was pullin'
>She like, "Wait, I got somethin' to tell you"
>"What?" "I'm a trans woman"
>"What?"
>"I'm a trans woman"
Its lit bro