Luyện nghe bài hát Rip (Remix)

R.I.P the remix killer
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 whole club P, don't with no Cris
That ass watch can't fuck with my wrist
Them average ass can't fuck with my bitch
To the window, to the motherfuckin'
Enough money in my 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 don't feel the
I'm thirsty, but I don't give a
Fuckin' with my ex I'm still in love
I can teach you how to and how to stack money
I ain't went Hollywood, you just act
Girl I know you want this pipe like a crack
playin', I'm tryna hit like a crash dummy

Don't start no shit, it be no shit
I can't take yo bitch if I see yo bitch
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo
her and get another like I'm Nino 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 killed the club
patron to the head, almost killed a thug

Pull up in this bitch and I'm beamin' and
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my and shit
on belly roll, bitch I'm eatin' and shit
You a vegan and shit, get off my penis and
Look a bad bitch, I that bitch nigga back back
Pull it out the grab bag, turn ho to Baghdad
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 live
Long hair weave 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 whoever don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name,

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

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

R.I.P. to the V.I.P
I got my lil' in the club, fuck I.D
My niggas kill at will, give you black eyed
And the molly make the white look Chinese
OHB, my niggas out ballin'
And all these fake ass artists, y'all niggas out drawin'
Okay now dearly I bought a plane, I departed
And if you started from the bottom gon' and come out the
You problematic, I bought ratchets and automatics
Clip hold 32, I you feel the Magic
You gon' see the flashes, like you in a
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 patron to the head, 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 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
patron to the head, almost killed a thug