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ft kendrick lamar chris brown yg young jeezy - r.i.p. (remix) (ft. kendrick lamar, chris brown & yg) - young jeezy lyrics

[intro: young jeezy]
yeah

[verse 1: young jeezy]
i say rip its the remix killer
mike jack was alive i remix thriller
trapstar b-tch spell it with a big t
give a d-mn if i never be a hot mc
cause im a hood n-gg-
first stoned everybody listen
buy the whole club pejo f-ck with no crys
every watch cant f-ck with my wrist
them average -ss hoes cant f-ck with my b-tch
to the window, to the motherf-ckin’ wall
enough money in my jean to buy a motherf-ckin’ mall
got the choppers in the back bullet proof thats my hummer
r.i.p. to the compet-tion, this is my ..

[verse 2: yg]
r.i.p. i wanna kill the judge
shinin’ like the homie up they dont feel the thug
i’m thirsty, but i dont give a f-ck
f-ckin’ with my ex cause im still in love
i can teach you how to f-ck and how to stack money
i aint wearin’ hollywood you just act funny
girl i know you want this pipe like a crack dummy
stop playin’, im trying to hit like a crash dummy
dont start no sh-t wont be no sh-t

[verse 3: young jeezy]
i cant take your b-tch if i dont see your b-tch
really seen that snow nat geo b-tch
cancel her get another like amino b-tch
whats up?

[hook x2: young jeezy]
r.i.p , r.i.p, r.i.p., r.i.p.
r.i.p we just killed the club
took patron to the head, almost killed a thug

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
run off in this b-tch and im beamin and sh-t
hundred hoes, hundred foes thats my season and sh-t
stomach on belly rolled b-tch im eatin’ and sh-t
you a vegan and sh-t, get off my p-n-s and sh-t
look a bad b-tch i bag that b-tch n-gg- bag back
pull it out the grab bag turn this how to baghdad
bag on my eyes so i dont sleep much, we up
b-tch i beat the beat up, the homies get you beat up
rip to peanut, lil egg, big bag, mosburg, for big, compton i live that
long hair weave with extensions, glocc 17 with the extention
b-mpin’ sugar free in the automatic dualie tv in it like its 97 watchin p-rno movies
holler chiddy chiddy bang its the countdown gang
f-ck whoever dont like it, lil k dot be the name b-tch

[hook x2]

[verse 4: chris brown]
look, r.i.p. to the vip
i got my lil n-gg-s in the club f-ck i.d,
my n-gg-s kill at will, give you black eyes peas
and the molly make the white girl look chinese
okay, always be my n-gg-s out here ballin’
and all you fake -ss artists, ya’ll n-gg-s out here drawin’
okay, now dearly departed
i bought a plane i depart it
and if you started from the bottom gon’ come out the closet
you problematic, i bought them ratchets and automatics
clip hold thirty-two, i make you feel the magic
you gon’ see the flashes like you in a pageant
all black suits and them long caddys

[hook x4]

- ft kendrick lamar chris brown yg young jeezy lyrics

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