Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. (Remix)

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R.I.P we just the club
Drank out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in here, I 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 head almost a thug

I'm in a brand new top 'Rari with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of trial with three
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 shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga think he is Slick or Dana Dane
Think he Rakim or somethin, at his chain
Myself, from to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh
like I came to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to him

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
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 head almost killed a

I'm gone, know where I'm going
on extra big, they on Samoan
Got bad bitches all in my section, just let some more in
And every nigga came in with me'll kick door in
up, pass it around like we Jamaican
Whole pounds up in this bitch like we some Hatians
She got good head, brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time a get to the crib, the mall open
Man the nerve of this bitch, she on the molly
She she she want 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
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 patron to the almost killed a thug

Got a pocket full of Prez
to your girl like a .jpeg
Party scene to a murder scene
shittin on niggas, need potty train, turn up, collard green
I'm on and I'm on that promethazine
Life ain't nothin but a G
lanes, get brain, hand down her g-string
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
That you might a giraffe
you was countin 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 almost killed a
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we killed the club
patron to the head almost killed a thug