Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. (Remix)

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R.I.P we just killed the
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a
Right now I'm so high I can't 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 top 'Rari with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of trial three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city, where at?
I be in every club in the hood, where at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin I was Baby
On my cocaine cowboy shit, in the 80's
Who the think he is Slick Rick or Dana Dane
Think he Rakim or somethin, at his chain
Myself, head to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh
Looking I came to play, Mitchell 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 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 just the club
Took patron to the head almost a thug

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

Got a full of Dead Prez
Attached to girl like a .jpeg
Party turn to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas, potty train, turn up, collard green
I'm on and I'm on that promethazine
Life ain't nothin but a G
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her
I'm the type of nigga thats built to
You fuck me, Ill put my foot in your ass
I got a million in stash, I 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 killed 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 just killed the
Took patron to the head killed a thug