Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P.

R.I.P we killed the club
Drank patron out the almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the
Too haters in here, I don't feel the love
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we killed the club
Took patron to the head almost a thug

I'm in a brand new drop top with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of trial with snitches
And I hit up every in your city, where niggas at?
I be in every in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin I was Baby
On my cowboy shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga think he is Slick Rick or Dane
Think he Rakim or somethin, look at his
Myself, from head to toe, I'm Fresh
Looking I came to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a like that, he need attention
Your man don't out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just the club
patron to the head almost killed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took patron to the head almost a thug

I'm gone, don't where I'm going
Pockets on extra big, they on
Got some bad bitches all in my section, let some more in
And every nigga came in with me'll your door in
up, pass it around like we Jamaican
Whole strapped up in this bitch like we some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, education
I'm than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall
Man the nerve of this high-ass bitch, she on the
She said she she want me to her Ms. Berry, she think she Halle

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took patron to the head almost a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took patron to the head killed a thug

Got a full of Dead Prez
to your girl like a .jpeg
Party scene to a murder scene
Keep on niggas, need potty train, turn up, collard green
I'm on gasoline and I'm on promethazine
Life ain't nothin but a G
Switch lanes, get brain, down her g-string
I'm the of nigga thats built to last
You with me, Ill put my foot in your ass
I got a in stash, I stack my money so tall
That you might a giraffe
When you was this cash, nigga!

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took patron to the head almost killed a
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took to the head almost killed a thug