Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. (Remix)

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

I'm in a brand new drop top 'Rari three bitches
Tired in the middle of trial with three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city, where at?
I be in every club in the hood, niggas at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin I was Baby
On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the
Who the nigga think he is Slick Rick or Dane
he Rakim or somethin, look at his chain
Myself, from head to toe, I'm Dougie
Looking I came to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man 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 killed 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
Took patron to the head almost killed a

I'm gone, don't know where I'm
on extra 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
Roll up, pass it around like we
Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we Hatians
She got head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the broken
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall
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 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 killed the
Took patron to the almost killed a thug

Got a pocket full of Prez
Attached to your like a .jpeg
scene turn to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas, need train, turn up, collard green
I'm on gasoline and I'm on that
Life ain't nothin but a G
Switch lanes, get brain, hand her g-string
I'm the type of thats built to last
You fuck me, Ill put my foot in your ass
I got a in stash, I stack my money so tall
That you might need a
When you was this cash, nigga!

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 killed the club
Took to the head almost killed a thug