Luyện nghe bài hát Rip

Yeah,
RIP, shout out to my partners

My nigga went crazy, he's in a cell
He chopped off his fingers and sent back in the mail
If life is a bitch, I'll it just like a hoe
I make all my money from ounces of coke

I up a bitch 'cuz she was fiend
She's spreadin' information, to run off with my ring
I'm in fear, motherfuckers wanna jack when
A 187 nigga's friend is a Mack 10

Niggas be rollin' up on me and the clip and say I'm slippin'
But I'm in a fucked up state of mind and I'm packin a nine and I'm not
'Cause I'm strapped, about my nigga, took out in the game
RIP, plan B, Jessie was his
So, rest in peace, peace my RIP

RIP, RIP, in peace to dead niggas on the wall
RIP, rest in peace to niggas on the wall
RIP, in peace to dead niggas on the wall
Yeah, whassup

I ain't about you homie
Johnny B whassup
I ain't forgot you either
Hope y'all tear thang knahI'm sayin'?
Big Dave, Jr, Six-O-Mobb,

When I was young, I had the to pull the trigger
So, I know how it feels to shoot another
Take one of mine, I'll take ten of
You call up your posse, I'll call up my

The funk, it was but why should it jump?
Niggas with Uzi's and hella with pumps
Ready to spray, do a up proper
Did my boy in good, chopped him up the chopper

See some more the North, Johnny B from the crew
Seen a nigga get his bloody foot in his shoe
The bag, the body, the body, the bag
From forties to funerals, from to zag's

I'm up one for niggas that died
I go out to and hit the strip in my ride
And let down the top my top drop
Handle my glock, in I gotta pop

RIP, rest in peace to dead on the wall
RIP, in peace to dead niggas on the wall
RIP, rest in to dead niggas on the wall

Fool, you know about my partners Mark Crowser ?
Y'all know nothin' about Erick
Y'all know nothin' about Big Round Sink knahI'm
O.G.'s they got love, Marcus Raine

My had bomb, we called him Big Dave
Six slugs in the put my boy in the grave
I went to his to get me a sack
His brother on the porch and told me the facts

Strange how it happened, he went out for a
Strange car drove up, when the pistols went pop
Should I pull on the trigger and we bell on niggas?
Should I roll up the Endo, hit, up drunk offa liquor?

My of my dead niggas on the wall
And I die, I know I'm dyin' with a bullet y'all
But the nigga that take me out, he better the clout
Because my niggas gonna your bloody body route

You know this nigga afraid to die
write my name on the wall, gangsta S P I
C E RIP, rest in peace, nigga

RIP, rest in peace to dead on the wall
RIP, in peace to dead niggas on the wall
RIP, rest in peace to dead on the wall
RIP, rest in to dead niggas on the wall