Luyện nghe bài hát Rip (Remix)

R.I.P it's the remix
Mike Jack was alive, I'd Thriller
Trap star, bitch, spell it a big T
a damn if I never be a hot MC
Cause I'm a nigga, first on everybody's list
Buy the whole club P, don't with no Cris
average ass watch can't fuck with my wrist
Them average ass hoes can't with my bitch
To the window, to the wall
money in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin' mall
Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, 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 don't a fuck
with my ex cause I'm still in love
I can teach you how to fuck and how to stack
I ain't went Hollywood, you just act
Girl I know you want this pipe like a bummy
playin', I'm tryna hit like a crash dummy

Don't start no shit, it won't be no
I can't take yo bitch if I see yo bitch
We done seen snow, Nat Geo bitch
Cancel her and get like I'm Nino 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, almost 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, killed a thug

Pull up in this bitch and I'm and shit
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my season and
Stomach on belly roll, bitch I'm eatin' and
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 this ho to
on my eyes, I don't sleep much, we up
Bitch I beat the up, the homies get you beat up
And R.I.P to p-nut, little
Mossberg, 4 Bent, Compton I that
Long hair with extensions
Glock 17 with
Bumpin' Suga Free in the dually
T.V.'s in it like it's '97, a porno movie
Holla Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town gang
Fuck whoever don't it, lil' K-Dot be the name, bitch

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

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 peas
And the molly the white girl look Chinese
OHB, my niggas out ballin'
And all these fake ass artists, y'all niggas out drawin'
Okay now departed I bought a plane, I departed
And if you started from the bottom gon' and come out the
You problematic, I bought them and automatics
Clip hold 32, I you feel the Magic
You gon' see the flashes, you in a pageant
All black suits, and them long

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

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 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, killed a thug