Luyện nghe bài hát Rest In Piss

(Brotha Lynch)
Yeah I'm up in this motherfucker
You know i'm sayin
For the 9 the fuck
You know I ain't yet
You what i'm sayin
I'm with my real locc

I was a man, walking they say, so every night I hit the J
Load the AK and post up, in the window come day, anyway hey
I feel the payback simmering in my
The thoughts of death cloud my
As my is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed
but really who got my fey
now that them done hit the grave
I'm killing off for the olds days
24 ways and a 24 of that purple kush and make me sicker
than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you
cause it's EBK everyday all day til the day I die
I'm creepin through yo set with a mac 10
rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk
and a black disguise
That nigga that you can't see just cuz of
and loccs over my eyes
Crack like a cat with a mac with a mac10 on my lap and a fat sack of that crack
took a hit of that shit and 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 bottle and don't a drip
then bounce to that
with a lack and a mac and a fat pack of in door shit
I'm sicker than sick them they gotta admit when I
grab my shit you either gone or get caught a hot one
nigga so rest in

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

(verse 2)

(Brotha Lynch)

From the rep of the depth of the O
duece foe block with a glock in my
full of that sess you betta a bullet proof vest
When I'm match your set betta you a tech
cause I'm at neck with a clip full of that shit
nigga don't trip when i put one in your dick Ripgut Cannibal
Hannibal shit nigga nuts and guts all my chest
and stomach running til the slack threw my in the back
twist me up a sack and I'm at the Garden Block
kicking it with maniac the nigga that a maniac than sick
when a in progress put em on the ground
with a full of them nine slugs and read him in Reader's Digest
uh I found a new trickeling in my brain half of the doja
half of the half of the fact that I'm that insane nigga
from the foe blockster
where niggas never put glocks up
and get their cocks nigga you just can't stop us
loc to the brain insane a main game that will maintain
untouchable cut throat and leave you in the street
with a lynch around your throat
you ain't got no love foe the block
pop gotta hot foe that 24 block
nigga that a shot rest in piss

(Chorus)