Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P

Bun B]

[Verse 1:
Late ass nights from long days
Doin' all the right things in the wrong
Doin' all the wrong for the right reasons
Sprinklin' game, call it night seasoning
Haters get salty give 'em
O.G, mop up the floor with the best of y'all
Then dry that bitch off with the of y'all
And catch a flight to Rio de for la festival
Yeah, and that's word to fit a
Ball hard like I see menace out of my
And I'll break your face with a no pass
Now back to your lot pimp with yo little hook ass
I use words cause these are hard times
And trill-ass people, nowadays they're a hard find
So it's I open if I could keep 'em
And one on the scope, so if they I can sleep 'em
Man, my is so parabolic
The energy'll you over even if you're Broly
it, now that's one for the Googlers
That fell on they desk and never step their noogle up
Takin' lames out been new to us
The hardest part of this shit is which of you to bust
Then step your weight up GNC
And R.I.P. to Chris reppin' CNC
G

x2]
There's inside you
It's to explain
They're about you boy
But you're the same

2: Childish Gambino]
Rest in peace to them who was dead wrong
Braxton to them niggas, that's a sad song
Cry a Timberlake, the whole industry
Record the whole album in my living in Italy
who wasn't feelin' me secretly want a handout
Keep your shut, I can probably help your man out
Drop a new stack all get to steppin'
Drop a new all blogs go to heaven
Kill the web, man these need they hits up
Kiss her neck, add a to the tip cup
She is not "slut," a dude who says so
Just because she fuckin' doesn't she ain't a lady
Kill the stage, I never needed a mic check
Semen on my spacebar, fuckin' tired of sex
with a new breed, me and Bun B
This hip-hop nation, that big
Nigga please! We ain't for no one
Generator name, I'm a sh? gun
Wu-Tang Generator name, him smoke one
a lot of sh*t, but none of them will approach him
Gambino got position, the game is ballet
So graceful; drive, he don't a valet
So fly as I wanna be
Mercy, somebody show these niggas can't me

x2]
There's inside you
hard to explain
They're about you boy
But still the same