Luyện nghe bài hát Rest In Piss

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

I was a dead man, walking they say, so every I hit the J
Load the AK and post up, in the till come day, anyway hey
I feel the simmering in my brain
The thoughts of cloud my mind
As my niggas is away many clips and 24 riches, packed
but really who got my fey
now them niggas done hit the grave
I'm killing off for the olds days
24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple kush and make me
than sick and get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish
cause nigga EBK everyday all day til the day I die
I'm creepin yo set with a mini mac 10
AR15 rugga with a 12 guage in the trunk
and a black beany
nigga that you can't see just cuz of them
glocks and over my eyes
Crack like a black cat with a mac a mac10 on my lap and a fat sack of that crack
took a hit of that 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 that
with a lack and a mac and a fat pack of that in shit
I'm sicker than sick them they gotta admit when I
grab my shit you gone or get caught with a hot one
nigga so in piss

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

(verse 2)

(Brotha Lynch)

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

(Chorus)