Luyện nghe bài hát Rip (Remix)

R.I.P it's the remix
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix
Trap star, bitch, it with a big T
Give a damn if I be a hot MC
I'm a hood nigga, first on everybody's list
Buy the club P, don't fuck with no Cris
That average ass watch can't with my wrist
Them average ass hoes can't fuck my bitch
To the window, to the motherfuckin'
Enough in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin' mall
Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, that's my
R.I.P. to the competition, is my summer

R.I.P I kill the judge
Tryna lock the homie up, they feel the thug
I'm thirsty, but I give 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 Hollywood, you just act funny
I know you want this pipe like a crack bummy
Stop playin', I'm tryna hit like a dummy

Don't no shit, it won't be no shit
I take yo bitch if I don't 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 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

Pull up in this bitch and I'm and shit
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my and shit
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 that 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 beat up, the get you beat up
And R.I.P to p-nut, little
Mossberg, 4 Bent, I live that
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 Chitty Bang, this is gang
Fuck don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name, bitch

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P. we killed 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 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 at will, give you black eyed peas
And the molly make the girl look Chinese
OHB, my niggas out ballin'
And all these ass artists, y'all niggas out here drawin'
Okay now dearly departed I bought a plane, I
And if you started from the bottom and come out the closet
You problematic, I bought ratchets and automatics
Clip hold 32, I make you feel the
You see the flashes, like you in a pageant
All black suits, and them Caddys

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 just killed the
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 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