Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P.

R.I.P we just killed the
Drank patron out the bottle killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I feel the drugs
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 just killed the
patron to the head almost killed a thug

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

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

I'm gone, don't know I'm going
Pockets on extra big, on Samoan
Got some bad all in my section, just let some more in
And nigga came in with me'll kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we
Whole pounds up in this bitch like we some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: am, the nights broken
By the a nigga get to the crib, the mall open
Man the nerve of this high-ass bitch, she on the
She said she she me to call 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
patron to the head almost killed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we killed the club
Took patron to the almost killed a thug

Got a pocket of Dead Prez
to your girl like a .jpeg
Party scene turn to a scene
Keep shittin on niggas, potty train, turn up, collard green
I'm on gasoline and I'm on promethazine
ain't nothin but a G thing
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her
I'm the of nigga thats built to last
You fuck with me, Ill put my in your ass
I got a million in stash, I stack my so tall
you might need 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 the club
Took patron to the head killed a thug
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 killed a