- R-I-P (Feat- Young Jeezy) 歌詞 2 Chainz
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- Ya whats up
Thats what Im saying though
We gotta hurry up so we can
Go to the club nigga
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron out the bottle
Almost killed a thug
When Im so high
I cant feel the drugs
Too many haters in here
I dont feel the love
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
Im in a brand new dropped top
Rari with three bitches
Tired of being in middle trial
With three snitches
And I hit up every club in
Your city where niggas at
I be in every club in the hood
Where niggas at
Pulled up
Jumped out stuntin like I was baby
Im on my cocaine cowboy shit
Like in the 80s
Who a nigga think he is
Slick Rick or Danny Dane
Think he Rakim or something
Look at his chain
Why self from head to toe
Im Dougie Fresh
Lookin like I came to play Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like
That he need attention
Your man dont ball out like that
You need to bench him
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
Im gone dont know where Im going
Pockets on extra big
They on Somalian
Got some bad bitches off in my section
Just let some more in
And every nigga that came here with me
Kick your door in
Roll up pass it around like we Jamaican
Whole pounds strapped up in
This bitch like we so Haitian
She got good head good brains
Good education
Im drunker than a mother
F**ker heres the situation
1: 45 AM the nine broken
By the time a nigga get to
The crib the mall open
Man the nerve of this hot ass bitch
She on the molly
She said she want me to call her Ms Berry
She think she Halle
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
Got a pocket full of dead bread
Attached to your girl like a jpeg
Party scene turn to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas
Need potty train
Turn up colligreen
Im on gasoline
And Im on that promethayzine
Life aint nuthin but a G thang
Switch lane get brain
Hand down her g-string
Im the type nigga thats built to last
You f**k with me
I put my foot in your ass
I got a million in stash
I stack my money so tall
That you might need a giraffe
When you was counting this cash nigga
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
RIP RIP RIP RIP
RIP We just killed the club
Drink patron to the head
Almost killed a thug
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