Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P.

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

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

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

(Gangsta)
It's been a struggle everyday just trying to fight to
like the Gump ain't been the same since my homies done died
Now Torio that was my boy since elementary
I blow smoke for you in the air every I get blazed
When Meatball that fall I just couldn't even cope
The last I seen my boy was down in juvenile court
I tell my hold your head and keep your glock by your side
be scared 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 it was my homie time to go
When lil' died the Westside got out of control
We miss that brother soul how much he'll never
Oh and on my boy lil' Khatto
I know you in that paradise cause that's all the g's go
Pour out some liquor for my no I'm spitting these rhymes
Cause pouring out alcohol can't tell you how I feel inside

The days that we spent without your presence
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 guess I'll see y'all in the heavens where all the real g's
and for real

(Chorus)
Now some come and some 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 the same ole questions why you had to go
Now every time I hit that I blow smoke 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 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 valley with the of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a to us
I know you watching the world God how tight we was
You might be gone but you dead I feel your soul by my side
Asking me to check on your grandma to make she's alright
I it ain't nothing I can say right now that can bring your life back
I don't hate the boy who killed 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 right now is change my ways
It's gonna be cause I'm a young playa 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 that 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 your as I wipe the tears from my eyes
I find it continuing life without you walking this earth
I guess we all have to face death as an answer for birth
But where you're resting now you're free from all these criminal
I can't lie I'm glad you're free from these struggling times
But yet and still I understand why you had to go so soon
My deepest goes to your family for your loss was a harsh wound
So Rest In Peace lil Willie another homie to mourn
But I can't until Judgement Day when all our souls can rejoin

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

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