Luyện nghe bài hát Rip (Remix)

R.I.P the remix killer
Mike Jack was alive, I'd Thriller
star, bitch, spell it with a big T
Give a if I never be a hot MC
Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on list
Buy the whole club P, don't fuck with no
That average ass watch can't with my wrist
Them ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch
To the window, to the motherfuckin'
Enough money in my to buy a motherfuckin' mall
Got the in the back, bulletproof, that's my Hummer
R.I.P. to the competition, this is my

R.I.P I wanna kill the
Tryna lock the homie up, they don't the thug
I'm thirsty, but I give a fuck
Fuckin' with my ex cause I'm still in
I can you how to fuck and how to stack money
I ain't went Hollywood, you act funny
Girl I know you want this like a crack bummy
playin', I'm tryna hit like a crash dummy

Don't start no shit, it won't be no
I can't yo bitch if I don't see yo bitch
We seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch
Cancel her and get another I'm Nino bitch

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just killed the
Took patron to the head, almost killed a

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we killed the club
Took patron to the head, almost killed a

Pull up in this bitch and I'm beamin' and
hoes, hundredfold, this my season and shit
Stomach on belly roll, bitch I'm and shit
You a vegan and shit, get off my penis and
Look a bad bitch, I back bitch nigga back back
Pull it out the grab bag, turn ho to Baghdad
Bags on my eyes, I sleep much, we up
Bitch I beat the beat up, the get you beat up
And R.I.P to p-nut, little
Mossberg, 4 Bent, Compton I live
hair weave with extensions
Glock 17 extension
Bumpin' Suga Free in the dually
T.V.'s in it like it's '97, watch a porno
Holla Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town gang
Fuck whoever don't like it, K-Dot be the name, bitch

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just the club
Took patron to the head, killed a thug

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just killed the
Took to the head, almost killed a thug

R.I.P. to the V.I.P
I got my lil' niggas in the club, I.D
My niggas kill at will, give you black eyed
And the make the white girl look Chinese
OHB, my out here ballin'
And all these fake ass artists, y'all niggas out here
Okay now departed I bought a plane, I departed
And if you started the bottom gon' and come out the closet
You problematic, I bought ratchets and automatics
Clip hold 32, I you feel the Magic
You see the flashes, like you in a pageant
All suits, and them long Caddys

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just the club
patron to the head, almost killed a thug

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we just killed the
Took patron to the head, almost killed a

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we killed the club
Took patron to the head, almost a thug

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we killed the club
Took patron to the head, almost killed a