Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. (Remix)

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R.I.P we just the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost a thug
Right now I'm so I can't 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 the club
Took patron to the almost killed a thug

I'm in a brand new drop top 'Rari with bitches
Tired being in the middle of with three 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 like 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, at his chain
Myself, from head to toe, I'm Dougie
like I came to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he attention
Your man don't ball out that, you need to bench him

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

I'm gone, don't where I'm going
Pockets on big, they on Samoan
Got some bad bitches all in my section, just let some in
And every nigga in with me'll kick 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 drunker 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 high-ass bitch, she on the molly
She said she she want me to call her Ms. Berry, she think she

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

Got a full of Dead Prez
Attached to your girl a .jpeg
scene turn to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas, need potty train, turn up, collard
I'm on and I'm on that promethazine
Life nothin but a G thing
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her
I'm the type of nigga built to last
You fuck with me, Ill put my foot in ass
I got a in stash, I stack my money so tall
That you need a giraffe
When you was countin 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 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