Luyện nghe bài hát Rest In Piss

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

I was a dead man, they say, so every night I hit the J
Load the AK and up, in the window till come day, anyway hey
I feel the simmering in my brain
The thoughts of death my mind
As my niggas is gone many clips and 24 riches, packed
but really who got my fey
now that niggas done hit the grave
I'm killing them off for the days
24 and a 24 sack of that purple kush and make me sicker
than sick and even get Ripgut if you wish
cause nigga it's EBK all day til the day I die
I'm creepin through yo set with a mac 10
AR15 with a 12 guage pump in the trunk
and a black beany
That nigga you can't see just cuz of them
glocks and over my eyes
Crack like a black cat with a mac with a 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 fourty ounce bottle and don't leave a drip
then bounce to ounce
with a lack and a mac and a fat pack of that in door
I'm sicker than them niggas they gotta admit when I
grab my shit you either gone or get caught a hot one
nigga so rest in

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

(verse 2)

(Brotha Lynch)

From the rep of the depth of the O
duece foe block a glock in my pocket
full of that you betta wear a bullet proof vest
When I'm your set betta pack you a tech
cause I'm at your with a clip full of that shit
nigga don't trip when i put one in your dick that Ripgut
Hannibal shit nigga nuts and all over my chest
and stomach til the slack threw my strap in the back
twist me up a sack and I'm back at the Block
kicking it maniac the nigga that a maniac sicker than sick
a clips 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 love trickeling in my brain of the doja
half of the oh-E half of the fact that I'm insane nigga
from the duece foe
where niggas never put their up
and get their cocks nigga you just can't stop us
loc to the brain insane with a main game that will
untouchable cut throat and leave you in the street
with a lynch around your motherfucker
cause you ain't got no love foe the
pop gotta hot foe that 24 street
nigga that took a shot rest in

(Chorus)