Текст песни Birdman - R.I.P

Spainish and American rap
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Birdman
Альбом: Spainish and American rap
Длительность: 05:14
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Загрузил: daddyyankee

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Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love Disrespect me bitches, it's murder up in bloods Rest in peace to my homies in the pen Ain't comin' home and that they can't win My homie momma died he was 5 Brought him to the street life taught 'em to survive Block was his daddy, tatts in the caddy now Blowin' on that gonja lil' homie had to have it huh Full of that aroma, gun alone taught 'em the corner Nigga life in the streets homie up in the mornin' See we G's fuckin' with these flees Work in they house and you know we got to eat Youngster wanna be a gangster like me I let 'em all see so they know how it be Streets is a motherfucker game of life Playin' the hard part of it is livin' it twice Fresh with the money now, cruisin' in the Lambo Time to change hoe but money still the same though Bitches with the murder, murder with the bitches Homies in my hood nigga trippin' 'bout they riches Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods Rest in peace to my homies in the pen Ain't comin' home and that they can't win See my homie caught life, couldn't do it twice He held court on the street that night Nobody trippin' but the hood be flippin' On the laws, fuck 'em out they jaws Fuck 'em in they cars You know my hood, we don't spare nothin' blood You know my streets nigga fucked up in the mud You know the cost when you playin' with the boss Your life is lost when your playin' with boss We in the club, showin' some hoes love Nigga want trip but I keep his hoe hugged He killed my homie nigga but he didn't kill his family though I'ma real nigga so I'm ridin' for his family hoe Got to get the cheese flippin' these B's Fuckin' with these hoes, burn a few G's Playin' the game right while up in these buildings Tryin' to be the next billion Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods Rest in peace to my homies in the pen Ain't comin' home and that they can't win So I roll with my heater, ridin' with my heater Never leave my bitch, call her millimeter Cruise with my hoe on the road with my hoe Nigga hustle with my hoe, nigga fuck with my hoe Never leave my bitch she hard core rich Purely white top nigga, ain't hit quick 16 nigga better yet banana clip Gotta brother names chopper nigga break down bricks 45 snub met his whole blood 2, 2, 6 nigga that uptown plug Flippin' through the curb, gave the homie word Penitentiary chance when fuckin' with them birds Back to my block though, millions won't stop hoe From the bottom to the top with this cash flow I'm in my caddy bitch, livin' lavish bitch Livin' with the homie nigga quick to grab my shit Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods Rest in peace to my homies in the pen Ain't comin' home and that they can't win
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