Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

Bun B]

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

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

2: Childish Gambino]
Rest in peace to them niggas who was wrong
Toni Braxton to them niggas, that's a sad
Cry a river Timberlake, the industry
Record the whole album in my living room in
Niggas who wasn't feelin' me secretly a handout
Keep mouth shut, I can probably help your man out
Drop a new stack all get to steppin'
Drop a new track all go to heaven
Kill the web, man these need they hits 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 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
Wu-Tang name, I'm a sh? gun
Generator name, watch him smoke one
Talk a lot of sh*t, but none of them will him
Gambino got first position, the game is
So graceful; drive, he need a valet
So fly as I wanna be
Mercy, somebody show these niggas hurt me

x2]
There's somethin' you
It's to explain
They're about you boy
But you're the same