Luyện nghe bài hát Rip

Yeah,
RIP, shout out to my dead

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

I shot up a bitch 'cuz she was
spreadin' information, tryin' to run off with my ring
I'm livin' in fear, motherfuckers wanna when
A 187 nigga's best friend is a 10

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

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

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

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

The funk, it was jumpin' but why should it
with Uzi's and hella niggas with pumps
Ready to spray, do a nigga up
Did my boy in good, chopped him up with the

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

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

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

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

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

how it happened, he went out for a night
Strange car drove up, that's when the pistols pop
Should I pull on the trigger and we bell on these
Should I up the Endo, hit, throw up drunk offa liquor?

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

You know this nigga afraid to die
Just my name on the wall, gangsta S P I
C E [Unverified] RIP, in peace, nigga

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