Lyrics R.I.P. (Edited)) - Birdman
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
1 Intro (Edited))
2 Fully Loaded (Edited))
3 I Run This (Edited))
4 The Money "So Fresh" (Edited))
5 Interlude - "The Old Man" #1 (Edited))
6 Believe Dat (Edited))
7 Wet Paint (Edited))
8 Grind (Edited))
9 All The Time (Edited))
10 Interlude - "The Old Man" #2 (Edited))
11 Head Busta (Edited))
12 Pop Bottles (Clean)
13 Love My Hood (Edited))
14 I'm A Stunna (Edited))
15 Interlude - "The Old Man" #3 (Edited))
16 So Tired (Edited))
17 Outro (Edited))
18 Bossy (Edited))
19 R.I.P. (Edited))
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