Listen to R.I.P. song with lyrics from Birdman

R.I.P.

Birdman1 Jan 2007

R.I.P. Lyrics

 

R.I.P. - Birdman

Written by:Birdman/B. Williams/T. Jones

 

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 was the love

Disrespect me b**ches 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

Ni**a life in the streets homie up in the mornin'

See we G's f**kin' 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 motherf**ker 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

B**ches with the murder murder with the b**ches

Homies in my hood ni**a 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 was the love

Disrespect me b**ches 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 f**k 'em out they jaws

 

F**k 'em in they cars

You know my hood we don't spare nothin' blood

You know my streets ni**a f**ked 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

Ni**a want trip but I keep his hoe hugged

He killed my homie ni**a but he didn't kill his family though

I'ma real ni**a so I'm ridin' for his family hoe

Got to get the cheese flippin' these B's

F**kin' 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 was the love

 

Disrespect me b**ches 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 b**ch call her millimeter

Cruise with my hoe on the road with my hoe

Ni**a hustle with my hoe ni**a f**k with my hoe

Never leave my b**ch she hard core rich

Purely white top ni**a ain't hit quick

 

16 ni**a better yet banana clip

Gotta brother names chopper ni**a break down bricks

45 snub met his whole blood

 

226 ni**a that uptown plug

Flippin' through the curb gave the homie word

Penitentiary chance when f**kin' 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 b**ch livin' lavish b**ch

Livin' with the homie ni**a quick to grab my sh*t

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 was the love

Disrespect me b**ches its murder up in bloods

Rest in peace to my homies in the pen

 

Ain't comin' home and that they can't win