CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Rest in Peace

Rest in peace to my dad
Still can't get past this gun on my dashboard
Threw a hunnid (?)
(?)
f**k the police
Stressin' gotta get rid of this weapon
n***a talk down on my life and my blessings
They contradicting me, learning my lessons
But I'm a genius, they can't redeem this
Militant n***a, solid gold trigger
(?)
n***a we do not take kindly to threats
I'm breaking my neck, to get yo respect
f**k your whole set
Know how we mob
I'm dropping the bomb
Like I was (?)
The Storm and the calm
I'm feeling (?)
Taking these chances
Making advances
Plug
They out here making it flood
f**k what you talk bout' I need a dub
M's, and I ain't talking bout molly
But that don't mеan that they ain't at the party
My n***as gnarly
f**k with you, hardly
My old boy died right in thе Harley
Facts, when you run it back I'm on a jack
Tryna act like you (?) could get you wacked

R.I.P. to the old me
R.I.P. if you owe me
Who gon' shut this down, n***a show me
When your ballin' number 8 like Kobe
These n***as ain't built like the homies
R.I.P. to the homie
I done lost some homies
R.I.P. to the old me
R.I.P. to the old me
R.I.P. if you owe me
Who gon' shut this down, n***a show me
When your ballin' number 8 like Kobe
These n***as ain't built like the homies
R.I.P. to the homie
I done lost some homies
R.I.P. to the old me

None of my brothers ain't die in vain
Slain, when I go against the grain
Feeling (?)
(?) to express all the lingering thoughts in my brain
Change, not the common chameleon
Massacre enemies in my pavilion
If my affiliates don't become diligent, then...
I'm receiving a million years
I have no fears
Replace my tears
I got my ears... open
To hear my cries
Within my eyes, you see no lies
Frozen
Eradicate, (?), Hesitate
(?), eliminate first 48
Norman Bates with a mask and a north face
Kill a cop, on trial, f**k a court date
Stevie Wonder on sight
n***as wanna talk the sh*t but won't fight
n***a wanna bark and sh*t, but won't bite
Put a n***a whole soul on ice
I'm not tryna lose my life
Darkness tryna use my light
They said that the world's my right
I'm still tryna write rhymes, right?
Out

R.I.P. to the old me
R.I.P. if you owe me
Who gon' shut this down, n***a show me
When your ballin' number 8 like Kobe
These n***as ain't built like the homies
R.I.P. to the homie
I done lost some homies
R.I.P. to the old me
R.I.P. to the old me
R.I.P. if you owe me
Who gon' shut this down, n***a show me
When your ballin' number 8 like Kobe
These n***as ain't built like the homies
R.I.P. to the homie
I done lost some homies
R.I.P. to the old me