R.I.P. (Remix) - remix

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
R.I.P its the remix killer
Mike Jack was alive, Id remix Thriller
Trap star, bitch, spell it with a big T
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
Cause Im a hood nigga, first on everybodys list
Buy the whole club P, dont fuck with no Cris
That average ass watch cant fuck with my wrist
Them average ass hoes cant fuck with my bitch
To the window, to the motherfuckin wall
Enough money in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin mall
Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, thats my Hummer
R.I.P. to the competition , this is my summer
[Verse 2: Y.G.]
R.I.P I wanna kill the judge
Tryna lock the homie up, they dont feel the thug
Im thirsty, but I dont give a fuck
Fuckin with my ex cause Im still in love
I can teach you how to fuck and how to stack money
I aint went Hollywood, you just act funny
But I know you want this pipe like a crack bummy
Stop playin, Im tryna hit like a crash dummy
[Bridge: Y.G. and Young Jeezy]
Dont start no shit, it wont be no shit
I cant take yo bitch if I dont see yo bitch
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch
Cancel her and get another like Im Nino bitch
[Hook: Young Jeezy x2]
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]
Turn up in bitch shit and Im beamin and shit
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my season and shit
Stomach on belly roll, bitch Im eatin and shit
You a vegan and shit, get off my penis and shit
Look a bad bitch, I back that bitch nigga back back
Pull it out the grab bag, turn this ho to Baghdad
Bags on my eyes, I dont 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
Mausberg, 4 Bent, Compton I live that
Long hair weave with extensions
Glock 17 with extension
Bumpin Suga Free in the automatic dually
T.V.s in it like its 97, watch a porno movie
Holla Chitty Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town gang
Fuck whoever dont like it, lil K-Dot be the name, bitch
[Hook: Young Jeezy x2]
[Verse 4: Chris Brown]
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
And the molly make the white girl look Chinese
O.H.B., my niggas out here ballin
And all these fake ass artists, yall niggas out here drawin
Ok now dearly departed I bought a plane, I departed
And if you started from the bottom gon and come out the closet
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
All black suits, and them long Caddys
[Hook: Young Jeezy x4]