Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

Bun B]

[Verse 1:
ass nights come from long days
Doin' all the right in the wrong ways
Doin' all the wrong shit for the right
Sprinklin' midnight game, call it seasoning
Haters get salty give 'em
Trill O.G, mop up the floor with the best of
Then dry that bitch off the rest of y'all
And catch a flight to Rio de Janeiro for la
Yeah, and that's to fit a baldy
Ball hard I see menace out of my Spalding
And break your face with a no look pass
Now to your parking lot pimp with yo little hook ass
I use harsh words these are hard times
And trill-ass people, nowadays they're such a hard
So it's I open if I could keep 'em
And one on the scope, so if frontin' I can sleep 'em
Man, my flow is so
The energy'll blow you over even if you're
Goddamn it, now one for the Googlers
That fell asleep on they and never step their noogle up
Takin' lames out never new to us
The hardest part of this shit is figurin' of you to bust
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 about you boy
But you're still the

[Verse 2: Gambino]
Rest in to them niggas who was dead wrong
Toni Braxton to niggas, that's a sad song
Cry a river Timberlake, the whole
Record the whole album in my room in Italy
Niggas who wasn't feelin' me secretly a handout
Keep your mouth shut, I can probably your man out
Drop a new stack all lames get to
Drop a new all blogs go to heaven
the web, man these niggas need they hits up
Kiss her neck, add a to the tip cup
She is not "slut," fuck a dude who so
Just because she doesn't mean she ain't a lady
Kill the whole stage, I never a mic check
Semen on my spacebar, tired of Skype sex
Runnin' a new breed, me and Bun B
This hip-hop nation, that big
Nigga please! We ain't for no one
Generator name, I'm a sh? gun
Wu-Tang Generator name, watch him one
Talk a lot of sh*t, but none of them will him
got first position, the game is ballet
So graceful; drive, he need a valet
So angel: fly as I be
Mercy, somebody show these niggas hurt me

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