Luyện nghe bài hát Rip (Remix)

R.I.P the remix killer
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix
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 fuck no Cris
That average ass watch can't fuck my wrist
average ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch
To the window, to the wall
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, this is my

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

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

Pull up in this bitch and I'm and shit
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, my season 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 bitch nigga back back
Pull it out the grab bag, this ho to Baghdad
on my eyes, I don't sleep much, we up
Bitch I the beat up, the homies get you beat up
And R.I.P to p-nut, Eric
Mossberg, 4 Bent, Compton I that
hair weave with extensions
Glock 17 extension
Bumpin' Suga Free in the dually
T.V.'s in it like '97, watch a porno movie
Chitty Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town 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 just the club
Took patron to the head, almost killed a

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. to the V.I.P
I got my lil' niggas in the club, I.D
My kill at will, give you black eyed peas
And the molly make the girl look Chinese
OHB, my niggas out here
And all these fake ass artists, niggas out here drawin'
Okay now departed I bought a plane, I departed
And if you from the bottom gon' and come out the closet
You problematic, I bought them and automatics
Clip hold 32, I make you feel the
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 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 just killed the
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 killed a

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