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
now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many 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
patron to the head almost killed a thug

I'm in a brand new drop top 'Rari with three
Tired being in the middle of with three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city, niggas at?
I be in every club in the hood, where at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin like I was
On my cocaine shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga think he is Rick or Dana Dane
Think he Rakim or somethin, at his chain
Myself, from head to toe, I'm Dougie
Looking like I to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch that, he need attention
man don't ball 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 killed the club
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, just let more in
And every nigga came in with me'll your door in
Roll up, pass it like we Jamaican
Whole pounds strapped up in this like we some Hatians
She got head, good brains, good 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 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 killed a
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

Got a full of Dead Prez
Attached to your like a .jpeg
Party scene turn to a scene
shittin on niggas, need potty train, turn up, collard green
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 thats built to last
You with 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 countin cash, nigga!

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
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