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[Intro: Young Jeezy] Yeah, what Mustard on the beat, hoe [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., it's the remix killer Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix "Thriller" (Yeahhhhhh) Trapstar, bitch, spell it with a big T (T) Give a damn if I never be a hot MC (Haha!) 'Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on everybody's list (Yeah!) Buy the whole club P, don't fuck with no Cris (Damn) That average ass watch can't fuck with my wrist (Nope) Them average ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch (Nah) To the window, to the motherfuckin' wall (Wall) Enough money in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin' mall Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, that's my Hummer (boom) R.I.P. to the competition, this is my summer [Verse 2: Y.G. & Young Jeezy] YG, 4 hunnid! R.I.P. I wanna kill the judge (judge) Tryna lock the homie up, they don't feel the thug (they don't feel the thug) I'm thirsty, but I don't give a fuck (I don't give, remix!) Fuckin' with my ex 'cause I'm still in love Uh, I can teach you how to fuck and how to stack money It's tha world! I ain't went Hollywood, you just act funny Girl, I know you want this pipe like a crack bummy Stop playin', I'm tryna hit like a crash dummy (yeah) Let's go! Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] I can't take yo bitch if I don't see yo bitch (nah) We done seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch Cancel her and get another like I'm Nino bitch, wassup [Chorus: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, wassup, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar & (Young Jeezy)] Pull 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 bag that, bitch nigga, back-back Pull it out the grab bag, turn this ho to Baghdad (it's the world) 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 Eric, bick back Mausberg, 4 Bent, Compton I live that (yeah) Long hair weave with extensions (yeah) 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 Comp-Town gang Fuck whoever don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name, bitch (let's go) [Chorus: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, wassup, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, what, we runnin' this up, nigga) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) [Verse 5: Chris Brown] Look, 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 A-a-a-and the molly make the white girl look Chinese Okay, OHB, my niggas out here ballin' And all these fake ass artists, y'all niggas out here drawin' O-o-o-okay now dearly departed, I bought a plane, I departed And if you started from the bottom Gon' and come out the closet, hah You problematic, I bought them ratchets and automatics Clip hold 32, I make you feel the Magic You gon' see the flashes, like you in a pageant A-a-a-all black suits, and them long Caddys [Chorus: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, wassup, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, what, you already know what it is, nigga) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) [Outro: Young Jeezy] R.I., R.I., R.I.P (yeah) R.I., R.I., R.I.P R.I.P., we just killed the club (remix) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (yeah, let's go) R.I., R.I., R.I.P (yeah) R.I., R.I., R.I.P R.I.P., we just killed the club Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go)

 

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[Intro: Young Jeezy] Yeah, what Mustard on the beat, hoe [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., it's the remix killer Mike Jack leefde nog, Ik zou "Thriller" remixen (Yeahhhhhh) Trapstar, bitch, spel het met een grote T (T) Geef een verdomd als ik nooit een hete MC wordt (Haha!) 'Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on everybody's list (Yeah!) Koop de hele club P, neuk niet met geen Cris (Damn) Dat gemiddelde kont horloge kan niet neuken met mijn pols (Nope) Die doorsnee kont hoeren kunnen niet neuken met mijn bitch. Naar het raam, naar de klote muur. Genoeg geld in mijn jeans om een winkelcentrum te kopen. Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, that's my Hummer (boom) R.I.P. to the competition, this is my summer [Verse 2: Y.G. & Young Jeezy] YG, 4 hunnid! R.I.P. I wanna kill the judge (rechter) Tryna lock the homie up, they don't feel the thug (ze voelen de misdadiger niet) I'm thirsty, but I don't give a fuck (ik geef niets, remix!) Fuckin' with my ex 'cause I'm still in love Uh, ik kan je leren hoe je moet neuken en hoe je geld moet stapelen It's tha world! Ik ben niet naar Hollywood gegaan, je doet gewoon grappig Meisje, ik weet dat je deze pijp wilt als een crack bummy Stop met spelen, ik probeer te slaan als een crash dummy (yeah) Laten we gaan. Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] I can't take yo bitch if I don't see yo bitch (nah) We done seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch Cancel her and get another like I'm Nino bitch, wassup [Refrein: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P. (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, wassup, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) R.I.P., R.I.P. (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P. (yeah, wat) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar & (Young Jeezy)] Pull 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 Je bent een veganist en shit, blijf van mijn penis en shit Kijk een slechte teef, ik zak dat, teef nigga, terug-rug Trek het uit de grijpzak, draai deze hoer naar Bagdad (het is de wereld) Wallen op mijn ogen, ik slaap niet veel, we up Bitch, I beat the beat up, the homies get you beat up En R.I.P. to P-Nut, Little Eric, bick back Mausberg, 4 Bent, Compton I live that (yeah) Long hair weave with extensions (yeah) Glock 17 met verlengstuk Bumpin' Suga Free in the automatic dually T.V.'s in it like it's '97, watch a porno movie Holla Chitty Chitty Bang, dit is de Comp-Town bende Fuck iedereen die het niet leuk vindt, lil' K-Dot is de naam, bitch (let's go) [Refrein: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P. (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, wassup, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P. (yeah, what, we runnin' this up, nigga) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) [Verse 5: Chris Brown] Kijk, R.I.P. aan de V.I.P I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck I.D My niggas kill at will, give you black eyed peas A-a-a-and the molly make the white girl look Chinese Okay, OHB, my niggas out here ballin' And all these fake ass artists, y'all niggas out here draw' O-o-o-okay now dearly departed, I bought a plane, I departed And if you started from the bottom Gon' and come out the closet, hah Jij problematisch, ik kocht ze ratels en automaten Clip hold 32, I make you feel the Magic Je zult de flitsen zien, alsof je in een optocht bent A-a-a-alle zwarte pakken, en die lange Caddys [Chorus: Young Jeezy] R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, wassup, what) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) R.I.P., R.I.P (yeah, yeah) R.I.P., R.I.P. (yeah, what, you already know what it is, nigga) R.I.P., we just killed the club (yeah) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go) [Outro: Young Jeezy] R.I., R.I., R.I.P. (yeah) R.I., R.I., R.I.P R.I.P., we just killed the club (remix) Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (yeah, let's go) R.I., R.I., R.I.P (yeah) R.I., R.I., R.I.P R.I.P., we just killed the club Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (let's go)