rip (remix)

young jeezy

r.i.p it's the remix

killer

mike jack was alive

i'd remix thriller

trap star

bitch

spell it with a big t

give a damn if i never be a hot mc

cause i'm a hood nigga

first on everybody's list

buy the whole club p

don't fuck with no cris

that average ass watch can't fuck with my wrist

them average ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch

to the window

to the motherfuckin' wall

enough money in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin' mall

got the choppas in the back

bulletproof

that's my hummer

r.i.p. to the competition

this is my summer

r.i.p i wanna kill the judge

tryna lock the homie up

they don't feel the thug

i'm thirsty

but i don't give a fuck

fuckin' with my ex cause i'm still in love

i can teach you how to fuck and how to stack money

i ain't went hollywood

you just act funny

but i know you want this pipe like a crack bummy

stop playin'

i'm tryna hit like a crash dummy

don't start no shit

it won't be no shit

i can't take yo bitch if i don't see yo bitch

we done seen that snow

nat geo bitch

cancel 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 just killed the club

drank 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 club

drank patron to the head

almost killed a thug

turn up in bitch shit and i'm beamin' and shit

hundred hoes

hundredfold

this my season and shit

stomach on belly roll

bitch i'm eatin' and shit

you a vegan and shit

get off my penis and shit

look a bad bitch

i back that bitch nigga back back

pull it out the grab bag

turn this ho to baghdad

bags on my eyes

i don't sleep much

we up

bitch i beat the beat up

the homies get you beat up

and r.i.p to p-nut

little

mausberg

4 bent

compton i live that

long hair weave with extensions

glock 17 with extension

bumpin' suga free in the automatic dually

t.v.'s in it like it's '97

watch a porno movie

holla chitty chitty bang

this is com-town 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 club

drank 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 club

drank patron to the head

almost killed a thug

r.i.p. to the v.i.p. i got my lil' niggas in the club

fuck i.d. my niggas kill at will

give you black eyed peas

and the molly make the white girl look chinese

always bre

my niggas out here ballin'

and all these fake ass artists

y'all niggas out here drawin'

ok now dearly departed i bought a plane

i departed

and if you started from the bottom gon' and come out the closet

you problematic

i bought them rachets and automatics

clip hold 32

i make you feel the magic

you gon' see the flashes

like you in a pageant

all black suits

and them long caddys

r.i.p. r.i.p. r.i.p. r.i.p. r.i.p. we just killed the club

drank 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 club

drank 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 club

drank 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 club

drank patron to the head

almost killed a thug