Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

Bun B]

[Verse 1:
Late ass come from long days
Doin' all the right things in the wrong
Doin' all the wrong shit for the reasons
Sprinklin' midnight game, it night seasoning
Haters get salty give 'em
Trill O.G, mop up the floor with the best of
dry that bitch off with the rest of y'all
And catch a to Rio de Janeiro for la festival
Yeah, and word to fit a baldy
hard like I see menace out of my Spalding
And break your face with a no look pass
Now back to parking lot pimp with yo little hook ass
I use words cause these are hard times
And people, nowadays they're such a hard find
So it's when I open if I keep 'em
And one on the scope, so if frontin' I can sleep 'em
Man, my is so parabolic
The energy'll blow you over even if you're
it, now that's one for the Googlers
That fell asleep on they desk and never their noogle up
lames out never been new to us
The hardest part of this shit is figurin' which of you to
Then step your weight up GNC
And R.I.P. to Luda reppin' CNC
G

x2]
There's somethin' you
hard to explain
They're talking you boy
But you're the same

2: Childish Gambino]
Rest in to them niggas who was dead wrong
Toni to them niggas, that's a sad song
Cry a Timberlake, the whole industry
Record the whole album in my living room in
Niggas who wasn't me secretly want a handout
Keep your mouth shut, I can help your man out
Drop a new stack all lames get to
a new track all blogs go to heaven
Kill the web, man these niggas need they up
her neck, add a dime to the tip cup
She is not "slut," fuck a who says so
Just because she fuckin' doesn't mean she ain't a
Kill the whole stage, I never needed a mic
Semen on my spacebar, fuckin' tired of sex
with a new breed, me and Bun B
This nation, that big country
please! We ain't stop for no one
Wu-Tang name, I'm a sh? gun
Wu-Tang name, watch him smoke one
Talk a lot of sh*t, but none of them approach him
Gambino got first position, the is ballet
So graceful; drive, he don't need a
So fly as I wanna be
Mercy, somebody show these can't hurt me

x2]
There's inside you
It's hard to
They're talking you boy
But you're still the