Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. (Remix)

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R.I.P we killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle 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 killed a

I'm in a brand new top 'Rari with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of with three snitches
And I hit up every in your city, where niggas at?
I be in every in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, jump out like I was Baby
On my cocaine shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga he is Slick Rick or Dana Dane
he Rakim or somethin, look at his chain
Myself, head to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh
Looking like I came to play, Mitchell and
Any with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out that, you need to bench him

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
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

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 more in
And every nigga came in with kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we
Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good
I'm drunker a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the a nigga get to the crib, the mall open
Man the of this high-ass bitch, she on the molly
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
patron 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 to the head almost killed a thug

Got a pocket full of Prez
to your girl like a .jpeg
Party scene turn to a scene
Keep shittin on niggas, need 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 her g-string
I'm the type of nigga 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 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 just killed the
Took patron to the head almost a thug