Luyện nghe bài hát Rest In Piss

(Brotha Lynch)
Yeah I'm back up in motherfucker
You know i'm sayin
For the 9 the fuck
You know I dead yet
You what i'm sayin
I'm with my real locc

I was a dead man, walking they say, so night I hit the J
Load the AK and post up, in the till come day, anyway hey
I the payback simmering in my brain
The of death cloud my mind
As my niggas is away many clips and 24 riches, packed
but who got my back fey
now that niggas done hit the grave
I'm killing them off for the olds
24 ways and a 24 sack of that kush and make me sicker
than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you
cause nigga EBK everyday all day til the day I die
I'm creepin through yo set a mini mac 10
AR15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the
and a black beany
That nigga that you can't see cuz of them
glocks and loccs over my
Crack a black cat with a mac with a mac10 on my lap and a fat sack of that crack
took a hit of shit and seen some niggas with a four fifth
So I let 'em have it ounces of oh ee four oh no that Indonesian shit and a 9 millimeter for the nigga that'll dump and pump one in yo bitch and put her in the grave with an empty fourty ounce and don't leave a drip
bounce to that ounce
with a lack and a mac and a fat of that in door shit
I'm sicker than them niggas they gotta admit when I
grab my shit you either or get caught with a hot one
so rest in piss

(Chorus)
Just call me Double O Deuce 4 Blocc
I got that 9 milli glock and to put one in your knot
"Rest in Piss" (Shit) (repeat 4x)

(verse 2)

(Brotha Lynch)

From the rep of the depth of the O
foe block with a glock in my pocket
full of that sess you betta wear a bullet vest
I'm match your set betta pack you a tech
cause I'm at your neck with a full of that shit
don't trip when i put one in your dick that Ripgut Cannibal
Hannibal shit nuts and guts all over my chest
and stomach running til the threw my strap in the back
twist me up a sack and I'm back at the Garden
kicking it with maniac the nigga that a maniac sicker than
when a in progress put em on the ground
with a brain full of them nine slugs and him in Reader's Digest
uh I found a new love trickeling in my half of the doja
of the oh-E half of the fact that I'm that insane nigga
from the foe blockster
where niggas put their glocks up
and get their cocks sucked nigga you just can't us
loc to the brain insane a main game that will maintain
untouchable cut your throat and leave you in the
with a lynch your throat motherfucker
cause you got no love foe the block
pop gotta hot foe that 24 street
nigga that took a shot rest in

(Chorus)