Luyện nghe bài hát Rip

Yeah,
RIP, shout out to my partners

My nigga crazy, he's trapped in a cell
He chopped off his fingers and sent back in the mail
If life is a bitch, I'll pimp it just a hoe
I make all my money slangin' ounces 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 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 a nine and I'm not trippin'
'Cause I'm strapped, thinkin' about my nigga, out in the game
RIP, plan B, was his name
So, rest in peace, my nigga RIP

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

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

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

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

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

I'm rollin' up one for niggas 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 to dead niggas on the wall
RIP, rest in peace to dead niggas on the
RIP, rest in to dead niggas on the wall

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

My had bomb, we called 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

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

My memorials of my dead on the wall
And when I die, I know I'm dyin' with a y'all
But the nigga that me out, he better have the clout
Because my gonna chop 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, rest in peace,

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