lirik lagu waka flocka flame & slim dunkin - r.i.p.
[verse 1: slim dunkin]
woke up this morning, is this my last day?
my girl cooked breakfast, could it be my last tray?
grandma died on the toilet, got me scared to shhh…
shrink said i’m crazy ’cause i ain’t scared of sh-t
little folk gone, grandma gone
do some music, n-gga, f-ck your song
ain’t talking money? don’t call my phone
just me and mama left all alone
and i don’t need no man, i can hold my own
just me and my chrome
r.i.p. who? be d-mned if you leave me out here dead and gone
[chorus: slim dunkin]
some my n-ggas broke and some my n-ggas dead
some turned into snitch and some are in the feds
everybody’s strapped and ain’t n0body scared
young n-ggas dying and ain’t n0body caring
r.i.p. (who?)
nah, not me (no)
r.i.p. (who?)
nah, not me (no)
r.i.p. (who?)
nah, not me (no)
never let a p-ssy n-gga trick you out the streets
[verse 2: alley boy]
every n-gga i shot, every l!ck i hit, for every door i kick
every n-gga that’s in my cl!ck, don’t stop ’til we all be rich
i’m a soldier, gonna stay silent, lot of young n-ggas who ’bout it, ’bout it
r.i.p. to the fake -ss n-ggas who got this game crowded
i done beat them murder charges before, so i can feel boosie
lot of confusion when you seeing your partner dem in they trial, losing
ain’t nothing but some real sh-t in my heart, that’s why i spit from it
never know when my time come, ain’t no sense in running from it
[hook]
some my n-ggas broke and some my n-ggas dead
some … be snitches and some are in the fed
everybody’s cross and ain’t n0body scared
young n-ggas dying and ain’t n0body caring
r.i.p. who? nah, not me
r.i.p. who? nah, not me
r.i.p. who? nah, not me
never let a p-ssy n-gga trick you out the streets
[verse 3: waka flocka flame]
3 n-ggas, 3 guns, just me with no gun
caught slipping, godd-mn not me
lord please, no r.i.p
my face on a white tee, that’s unlikely
lil brother down dead
uncle, pops in the feds
so i’m bickin’ back, be bool, get bread
lord, could you pray for my enemies
the ones heart filled with jealousy
they hate on me and doubting me
always had a cold heart no sympathy
real n-gga no industry
real n-gga raised in these streets
me, slim d and alley b
my eyes stay red i got a allergies
[hook-slim dunkin]
some my n-ggas broke (broke) and some my n-ggas dead (dead)
some turned into snitch (snitch) and some are in the fed (fed)
everybody’s strapped (scr-pped) and ain’t n0body scared (no)
young n-ggas dying (blatt, blatt) and ain’t n0body caring (blatt)
r.i.p. (who?) nah, not me (no)
r.i.p. (who?) nah, not me (no)
r.i.p. (who?) nah, not me (no)
never let a p-ssy n-gga trick you out the streets
(dunk, dunk, dunk, dunk)
[verse 4: trouble]
they keep telling me congratulations
i tell them “appreciate it, but no thanks”
tell me that when you see me in all white and a n-gga facing
the bottom of the stairs of a gat, now remember this plot
rest in peace a.j. on the side on everything i got
and everything i ever own
r.i.p. to who? me? nah, never
but when i do, bet it won’t be better, no
for the n-gga or for his family
cause they coming with me
it’s trouble, trouble baby
trouble, trouble’s the name
[hook]
some my n-ggas broke and some my n-ggas dead
some … be snitches and some are in the fed
everybody’s cross and ain’t n0body scared
young n-ggas dying and ain’t n0body caring
r.i.p. who? nah, not me
r.i.p. who? nah, not me
r.i.p. who? nah, not me
never let a p-ssy n-gga trick you out the streets
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