Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. (Remix)

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R.I.P we just killed the
Drank patron out the almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in here, I don't feel the
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 three bitches
Tired in the middle of trial with three snitches
And I hit up every club in city, where niggas at?
I be in every in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, out stuntin like 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, look at his
Myself, from head to toe, I'm Fresh
Looking like I came to play, 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
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
patron to the head almost killed 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 some in
And every nigga came in with kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around we Jamaican
Whole pounds strapped up in this like we some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights
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 her Ms. Berry, she think she Halle

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

Got a pocket full of Dead
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 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 million in stash, I stack my money so
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 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 killed a