Luyện nghe bài hát R.i.p

I up in the club like R.I.P, 'cause I'm killing every nigga that my eyes can see
I'm than the rest, better than the best, I serve these rappers up like a certified chef
I'm ill with this shit in you didn't know
I still got that pyroclastic, headbanging flow
Polish the pistols, prepare for battle, pass the
When I get to popping, niggas is dropping and they
Bitch I'm talking crazy, psycho,
And I'm warming up 'cause I know it's been a minute
I step up in the club R.I.P, I'm a 3-1-3 nigga, yeah that's all I be
Blunt full of Purp, yeah, you know I high
Throwing money to the air I'm trying to pay the sky
I'm a beast, I'm a ghoul, I'm a motherfucking
I put your ass to sleep, fucking right I you
with me, yeah I'm on another level
Niggas live in houses yet they still throwing pebbles
No shirt, tattoos, and a couple war
We can draw guns out and I ain't talking cartoons
Let my dreads grow long like that girl named
You rap niggas lost the game, I call that a
Tell ya girl a nigga to smash, she can do the Jimmy Neutron and give me a brain blast
I'm by her big round ass, but I'ma try to do the right thing and pull out fast
Everywhere I go like R.I.P, 'cause I'm killing competition, please pardon me
And my flow nasty like c-y-phyllis, it's still open season, any track can get the
out rappers, exterminating
Riding through ya hood, we call that, perpetrating
It's Jay F. Tae, I'm a beast, you a
The same nigga that he real is the same nigga that's a snitch
Pull up on hoes like R.I.P
Watch 'em hop up in my whip and suck my
K, I am ill so play with me
I'm the best, I'm the shit, yeah,