Songtexte RIP Ron - Cornelius Wright

Yo ass was gone
Soon as that bullet hit ya dome
My nigga gone
He ain't never home
And he did it all
For a bitch that did him wrong
Cause when he died
She moved her nigga in
She dont gotta creep no more

Hi kids do you like thug life
Do you wanna get shot
In your motherfuckin dome twice
Do you wanna a bitch cheat every night
Pussy stank all the dick that she take
While you out at night
I said hi kids do you like thug life
Do you wanna go to jail
When you didn't even do the crime
Do you wanna knock hard life
This the street life that we glorify
Come on let's go on a drive
Hi kids
You gotta be quiet in this violence
Like my nigga Annias if you gone survive this
You gotta walk through walls
Like you a ghost in the house bitch
You gotta be tough as nails with a hard shell
Especially if mommy sent daddy to hell
Cause he ain't never ever coming back you see
And the only person that they can blame is he
Now you gotta new nigga coming in the crib
Fucking on ya mama yeah
You can hear her the fucking in the air
Then you gotta new nigga
And a new nigga
And a new nigga
Til yo face turn blue nigga
And he beat yo mama ass
What you gone do
What you gone do
What the fuck you gone do nigga
Put him in the hospital watch nigga
This yo block nigga
Gotta be more ferocious than yo opps nigga
Fuck yo daddy fuck yo mama fuck yo pastor
They don't know shit fuck the block nigga
And the only reason you ain't been dead already
In America you protected by the cops nigga
Cause they keep these killers at bay all day
If they wasn't here nigga this shit a be like
Syria
Hundreds of bodies laying dead in the street
And it stank so bad the shit serious
I know a Mexican bitch she was real as fuck
She told me all the girls get raped where she
And they heads chopped off whole fam knocked off
And they cops don't do shit they scared as fuck
But in America bitch nigga you got a choice
And a voice so what the fuck you crying for
But I'd admit that the slave shit fucked us up
And most blacks wanna kill each other just because
We hate each other guts nigga this true as fuck
When niggas look like gorillas they look mean as fuck
Even if he would hurt a fly the guard is up
And if he move too quick his ass get lit up
But too bad for him they say if looks could kill
But that's a true as quote cause the shit is real
I seen niggas like Kodak and Roddy Rich
Say they don't want no baby by no black ass bitch
Cause they done felt the pain
And they done seen shit
White Barbie dolls lil black girls play with
You might be alright if you light skinned
I crawled out a black pussy like Amen
But I'm not alright I came out ready to fight
A nigga tried to stab me up cause it was I his bitch liked
I loved me a black girl light girl white girl
But nigga I ain't fucking going out for no girl

Yo ass was gone
Soon as that bullet hit ya dome
My nigga gone
He ain't never home
And he did it all
For a bitch that did him wrong
Cause when he died
She moved her nigga in
She dont gotta creep no more

Let me tell you about my nigga Ron
R.I.P. that nigga done
He used to make me laugh
It was hard times for us
Cause we was working hard
And wasn't making nothing
And both of our bitches was out there fucking
Other niggas while we was working
Like we was worthless
They was fearless
If we caught back then we'd been they killers
We used to talk about blowing up Volkswagen
In Chattanooga cause they treated us badly
We used to talk about robbing banks
We was on the work site making shanks
We couldn't figure out why our bitches pussys stank
When they take a million showers but she still gone stank
Cause I do do on a hoe fool
Like a Prince in Dubai in her motherfuckin mouth too
But back to my nigga cause he was the realest
We had big dreams to make it out forever
Then I went to Hollywood
He went to rob some dudes
For some Percocet's it a be over soon
While I was learning how to maneuver around the gays
I heard that the cops got my nigga and he got sprayed
I cried like a lil bitch for days
Cause this was the only nigga that I knew
That shared my same pain
I got dropped by my label they thought I was lame
Cause they didn't know how to market me in this game
I couldn't even send no money to help with the funeral
I was living on the streets in Hollywood

Yo ass was gone
Soon as that bullet hit ya dome
My nigga gone
He ain't never home
And he did it all
For a bitch that did him wrong
Cause when he died
She moved her nigga in
She dont gotta creep no more

They lit yo ass up boy
R.I.P.