Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P.

(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them a
nd all them homegirls out there that done away
Dirty dedicate this rhyme to you
that let you know how much we got for you.
So from here on out let your soul have a journey
One love!

(Pimp)
Now I got love for my homies who done shed for my homies
In the night sometimes I wish I coulda slugs for my homies
But they gone now and you better believe I cried my
Maybe the way y'all it'll make me change the life I live
my homie Juwan Tobin raised in the village of guilt
It's like the whole world stopped my boy when you got killed
and Maye...maaan why you had to depart
I remember riding our around Cedar Park until it got dark
and found lil' shot up Jordan they your body parked in the car
I know you watching over your son from up above in the
an ole shocking Scott I know you the angels stay
with fluid on your lungs you died in the strangest way
You was my second cousin so I you every day
The beautifullest thing in this to see your smiiling face
and Fred and Isaac damn I hate died like that
taking in your back cause your truck got jacked
but lil' boy I wish you woulda had on a vest
and until this day I know your soul down the crest
and and Beesy both of y'all died for some girls
Yo' brought you here but haters took you out of this world
and Damon Frank from here on out we gonna hold your down
The you had for Hundred Station, Smiling Coat and Gumptown
and lil' Poony your soldier name was Hell
and all my thugs in Riverside gave you the fairwell
and for real!

[Chorus(both)]
Now some people come and some go
But how you leave this world young playa nobody know
I see your chest up out the not on the floor
I'm my Lord the same ole questions why you had to go
Now everytime I hit that wood I smoke in the sky
I know you to cloud 9 my boy so go on and get high
I see your mama shaking her and wiping her tears from her eyes
I'm asking my Lord the ole questions why you had to die

(Gangsta)
It's been a struggle just trying to fight to survive
It's like the Gump ain't been the same since my homies done
Now that was my boy since elementary days
I blow smoke for you in the air time I get blazed
When Meatball took that fall I just even cope
The last time I seen my boy was down in juvenile
I my players hold your head and keep your glock by your side
Don't be to up and bust when they testin' your pride
Juwan Turner got killed man I can't take it no
I might be wrong but I don't think it was my time to go
When Junior died the Westside got out of control
We miss that soul how much he'll never know
Oh and reminiscing on my boy lil'
I know you in that paradise that's where all the g's go
Pour out some liquor for my homies no I'm spitting rhymes
Cause out some alcohol can't tell you how I feel inside

The days that we spent your presence around
For all them who didn't make it we gonna hold this thing down
Until we meet again homies it ain't gonna be here
I I'll see y'all in the heavens where all the real g's live
and that's for

(Chorus)
Now some people come and people go
But how you leave this world young playa nobody know
I see your up out the casket not on the floor
I'm asking my Lord the ole questions why you had to go
Now every time I hit that wood I blow in the sky
I know you closer to cloud 9 my boy so go on and get
I see your mama her head and wiping her tears from her eyes
I'm asking the Lord the same ole why you had to die

(Pimp)
Now as I walk through the with the shadows of death
My gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a to us
I know you watching the telling God how tight we was
You might be gone but you ain't dead I feel soul by my side
Asking me to check on grandma to make sure she's alright
I know it ain't nothing I can say right now that can your life back
I don't even hate the boy who you I'm gonna let God handle that
who am I.....
to a man for his sin and his faith
the only thing I can do for Willie right now is my ways
It's gonna be hard cause I'm a young that loves to get paid
Until that day I'm gonna pimp whores I go to my grave

(Gangsta)
Now as I sit and upon my boy and all the things we been through
Who knew this early in our lifetime the Lord would choose you
How can I make this pain I can't take itit's breaking me inside
I'm asking the Lord to bless soul as I wipe the tears from my eyes
I find it hard continuing without you walking this earth
I guess we all gonna to face death as an answer for birth
But where you're resting now you're free all these criminal minds
I can't lie I'm kinda glad you're from these struggling times
But yet and still I understand why you had to go so soon
My deepest sympathy goes to your for your loss was a harsh wound
So Rest In lil Willie Dickerson another homie to mourn
But I can't wait until Judgement Day all our souls can rejoin

(Chorus)
Now people come and some people go
But how you leave this world young don't nobody know
I see your chest up out the casket not on the
I'm my Lord the same ole questions why you had to go
Now every time I hit that wood I blow in the sky
I know you to cloud 9 my boy so go on and get high
I see your mama shaking her head and wiping her tears from her
I'm the Lord the same ole questions why you had to die

(Spoken by the Pimp)
...and that's that Dirty Love we got for all them lost souls that done away
in the Gump and we also this album to our close homeboy
Dickerson
Rest in my boy