Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

Bun B]

[Verse 1:
Late ass nights come long days
Doin' all the right in the wrong ways
Doin' all the shit for the right reasons
Sprinklin' midnight game, call it night
Haters get salty give 'em
Trill O.G, mop up the with the best of y'all
Then dry bitch off with the rest of y'all
And catch a flight to Rio de Janeiro for la
Yeah, and that's word to fit a
Ball hard like I see menace out of my
And I'll break face with a no look pass
Now to your parking lot pimp with yo little hook ass
I use harsh words cause these are hard
And trill-ass people, nowadays they're 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 flow is so
The energy'll blow you even if you're Broly
it, now that's one for the Googlers
That fell asleep on desk and never step their noogle up
Takin' lames out never new to us
The hardest part of this is figurin' which of you to bust
Then your weight up like GNC
And R.I.P. to Luda reppin' CNC
G

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

[Verse 2: Gambino]
Rest in to them niggas who was dead wrong
Toni Braxton to niggas, that's a sad song
Cry a Timberlake, the whole industry
Record the whole album in my living in Italy
Niggas who wasn't feelin' me secretly a handout
Keep your mouth shut, I can probably help man out
a new stack all lames get to steppin'
Drop a new track all go to heaven
Kill the web, man these niggas they hits up
Kiss her neck, add a to the tip cup
She is not "slut," a dude who says so
Just she fuckin' doesn't mean she ain't a lady
Kill the whole stage, I never a mic check
Semen on my spacebar, fuckin' of Skype sex
Runnin' a new breed, me and Bun B
This nation, that big country
Nigga please! We 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 of them will approach him
Gambino got first position, the is ballet
So drive, he don't need a valet
So angel: fly as I be
Mercy, somebody show niggas can't hurt me

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