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A Lot of People Say
00:04:09
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| Good shot there from Tate! | |
| A lot of people say girls love money and that's not entirely true. | |
| A lot of people say girls love money and that's not true. | |
| But I think it's a good thing. | |
| I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it. | |
| Oh, yeah. | |
| Watch me slam, get me lovin' when I'm high I'm an outlaw, baby. I'll be thuggin' till I die. | |
| Let her know. Life is a rap star. | |
| Hustlin' like a crack fiend till they catch me. | |
| Go ask somebody to your show. | |
| Watch me niggas out the sight of my night scope. | |
| Got my nigga 25 to life. | |
| Stretched out. Tryna have all the better things in life. | |
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Swerving for Survival
00:08:28
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| 49 seconds of the very first round. | |
| My way of T-K-O in the red corner, Andrew Tate! | |
| Peppermint! | |
| Oh Julia, what's your mom's... | |
| Bulibasa. On the bulibasa. | |
| Kebab Goulibaza Fake routine man, fake routine man I know they are dumb man | |
| Fake Routine Man | |
| So where are we? | |
| Why are we here? | |
| This is the place. | |
| Yesterday I nearly died. Genuinely, yesterday was the closest I ever came to death in my entire life. | |
| And I want you to understand that I am the best of the best. | |
| The only reason I am breathing is because I'm a fucking ice-cold professional. | |
| Any of you watching this video, if you were in the same situation I was in, would be dead. | |
| I say with 1000% confidence. | |
| I don't know any other motherfucker alive who could have done what I did yesterday. | |
| I'm that good. So I'm driving. | |
| Now, it's hard to explain how Romanian roads work, but it's a dual carriageway going up a mountain. | |
| There's three lanes on mountains. | |
| The lane coming down is one lane, but the lane coming up the mountains is always two lanes because the trucks go very slowly, they move to the side. | |
| So I'm going up the mountain. | |
| Coming down the mountain is gridlock traffic, gridlock. | |
| So I'm behind the truck. | |
| It breaks into two lanes. | |
| The truck goes to the slow lane. I come to the fast lane. | |
| I'm in the 911 turbo, 992. | |
| Boom. I floor it. | |
| Bang. I'm about 120 miles an hour going up the mountain. | |
| Some fucking idiot. | |
| Idiot. Comes round the bend, coming directly at me head on, the other way. | |
| So he's in my lane. | |
| He's on my side of traffic because his traffic's gridlocked. | |
| And he's flooring his Ferrari 812 super fast. | |
| 150 miles an hour, heading at traffic in the wrong direction. | |
| So when we go around the corner and I see him, when the Ferrari first appeared, please, I say this without exaggeration, without bravado. | |
| I'm driving my car, I go around the corner, and the Ferrari is there. | |
| Right fucking there in front of me. | |
| Bam! 812. | |
| Now. This is fucking death. | |
| Head on, 911 turbo, 812 super fast, head on. | |
| Bang! Head on! | |
| There's no fucking surviving that. | |
| Even me, with all my supreme strength, would struggle to survive. | |
| This fucking guy was gonna kill us both. | |
| I was driving in the mountains. | |
| I don't know, near Brasho somewhere in the mountains. | |
| And some fucking cunt. | |
| In an 812 Superfast. | |
| I think it was a Superfast. | |
| For sure was a red Ferrari. | |
| In the wrong lane. | |
| Around a corner. | |
| I'm driving. | |
| He's coming. And I have to swerve my Porsche. | |
| Out of the way. | |
| We were this close. | |
| To hitting on and everybody fucking dying. | |
| He could not see where he was going. | |
| He's in the wrong lane around a bend at 150 miles an hour. | |
| I don't know which fucking cunt in Romania has an A12 Superfast, but I tell you this. | |
| If you hit my car, you better hope I fucking die. | |
| This close! And if you hit my car and I will fucking kill you myself! | |
| If you're in the wrong lane and you hit my car head on, you better hope I fucking die! | |
| I will fucking kill you! | |
| This close! This fucking close! | |
| I swerve! Because some fucking stupid cunt in a Ferrari is in the wrong lane! | |
| Every Ferrari driver who watches this, one of you fucking pricks nearly died today, and you nearly killed me with you. | |
| Calm the fuck down. | |
| There's families, people with children on the road. | |
| What the fuck is wrong with you? | |
| Amateurs! I swear to God this is a warning. | |
| If I catch any cunt driving like an idiot and you touch my car, you better hope I fucking die. | |
| Otherwise, you're dead five minutes afterwards. | |
| Fuck all you fucking morons with money, but no brain. | |
| Children have money, but you have no brain. | |
| No respect. Everyone enjoys their car. | |
| I enjoy my car. I'm not in the wrong side of the road. | |
| Head on! The fuck is wrong with you? | |
| I swear. | |
| The Lord above. | |
| I swear to God. | |
| I swear to God. | |
| Find me this man. | |
| 812 Superfast. | |
| I'm gonna fucking... I've got a camera on my car. | |
| I'm gonna find the number plate. | |
| I'm gonna fucking find it myself. | |
| fucking disrespectful stupid cunt | |
| you | |
| so that's the man Tristan why did Rory stop ordering dominoes? | |
| knows. | |
| Bye. | |
| . | |
| Tristan! Is it because you want to kill yourself, Rory? | |
| Is that why I have to order Domino's now? | |