R.I.P.
Young Jeezy ft Chris Brown Kendrick Lamar & YG Lyrics
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Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix Thriller
Trap star, bitch, spell it with a big T
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on everybody's list
Buy the whole club P, don't fuck with no Cris
That average ass watch can't fuck with my wrist
Them average ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch
Enough money in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin' mall
Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, that's my Hummer
R.I.P. to the competition, this is my summer
R.I.P I wanna kill the judge
Tryna lock the homie up, they don't feel the thug
I'm thirsty, but I don't give a fuck
Fuckin' with my ex cause I'm still in love
I can teach you how to fuck and how to stack money
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
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
I can't take yo bitch if I don't see yo bitch
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch
Cancel her and get another like I'm Nino bitch
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
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
Pull up in this bitch 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 back that bitch nigga back back
Pull it out the grab bag, turn this ho to Baghdad
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
Mossberg, 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 it's '97, watch a porno movie
Holla Chitty Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town gang
Fuck whoever don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name, bitch
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
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
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
OHB, my niggas out here ballin'
And all these fake ass artists, y'all niggas out here drawin'
Okay 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
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
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
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
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
The song "R.I.P." is a remix featuring Young Jeezy, Chris Brown, Kendrick Lamar, and YG. The chorus of this song repeats the phrase "R.I.P." multiple times which refers to rest in peace, but here it acts as a way to declare their victory over the competition. The first verse by Young Jeezy establishes his status as a trap star and a hood figure who buys the whole club P and is not interested in becoming a hot MC. Additionally, he mentions his expensive watch and women, both of which are unattainable for average people. This verse also references the song "To the Window, to the Wall" by Lil Jon, as he raps "To the window, to the motherfuckin' wall." The second verse by Chris Brown talks about his willingness to harm others who get in his way of achieving his goals. He mentions his ability to teach others how to have sex and achieve financial success. Moreover, he critiqued people who went "Hollywood," implying that they have changed from who they were before gaining fame. The third and fourth verses by Kendrick Lamar and YG respectively further establish their dominance as rappers with their lyrics referencing their hometowns, drug use, and guns. The chorus is repeated multiple times as if to emphasize their victory once again.
Line by Line Meaning
R.I.P it's the remix killer
The remixed version of this song is going to be great!
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix Thriller
If Michael Jackson were alive, I would remix his legendary song Thriller.
Trap star, bitch, spell it with a big T
I'm a trap star and don't you forget it!
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
I don't care if I'm not considered a great rapper.
Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on everybody's list
I'm a hood nigga and everyone knows it!
Buy the whole club P, don't fuck with no Cris
I only drink expensive alcohol and won't touch the cheap stuff.
That average ass watch can't fuck with my wrist
My wristwatch is so expensive that your average watch can't compare.
Them average ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch
My girlfriend is so hot that average girls can't compete.
To the window, to the motherfuckin' wall
I'm partying so hard, I'm going wild!
Enough money in my jeans to buy a motherfuckin' mall
I'm rich enough to buy an entire mall!
Got the choppas in the back, bulletproof, that's my Hummer
My Hummer is bullet-proofed and I have guns in the back.
R.I.P. to the competition, this is my summer
I'm killing the game this summer and no one can compete with me.
R.I.P I wanna kill the judge
I want to retaliate against the judge who is trying to put my friend behind bars.
Tryna lock the homie up, they don't feel the thug
They don't understand our lifestyle and are trying to imprison my friend because of it.
I'm thirsty, but I don't give a fuck
I may be thirsty, but I don't care about anything.
Fuckin' with my ex cause I'm still in love
I'm still in love with my ex and can't let go of her.
I can teach you how to fuck and how to stack money
I know how to make money and also have a lot of experience with women.
I ain't went Hollywood, you just act funny
I haven't changed since becoming famous, it's everyone else who acts different.
Girl I know you want this pipe like a crack bummy
I know you want me just like a drug addict wants crack.
Stop playin', I'm tryna hit like a crash dummy
Stop playing hard to get, I'm trying to hook up with you like a crash test dummy.
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
If you don't start any trouble, there won't be any trouble.
I can't take yo bitch if I don't see yo bitch
I can't steal your girl if she's never around.
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo bitch
We've seen a lot of cocaine like it's a National Geographic documentary.
Cancel her and get another like I'm Nino bitch
I'll cancel my current girl and find a new one like Nino Brown in New Jack City.
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
R.I.P to all my haters.
R.I.P. we just killed the club
We just partied so hard that the club is now dead.
Took patron to the head, almost killed a thug
I drank too much patron and almost got into a fight.
Pull up in this bitch and I'm beamin' and shit
I arrive in style and ready to have a good time.
Hundred hoes, hundredfold, this my season and shit
I have a hundred women and I'm making a lot of money this season.
Stomach on belly roll, bitch I'm eatin' and shit
I'm eating well and my stomach shows it!
You a vegan and shit, get off my penis and shit
I don't care that you're a vegan, stop judging me!
Look a bad bitch, I back that bitch nigga back back
I see a hot girl and I make her mine.
Pull it out the grab bag, turn this ho to Baghdad
I have a bunch of drugs and I'm going to use them to get this girl high.
Bags on my eyes, I don't sleep much, we up
I have bags under my eyes because I don't sleep much, but I'm still awake and ready to party.
Bitch I beat the beat up, the homies get you beat up
I can rap so well that it will leave you speechless, and my friends will beat you up.
And R.I.P to p-nut, little Eric
R.I.P. to my friends P-Nut and Little Eric.
Mossberg, 4 Bent, Compton I live that
I live in Compton and carry a Mossberg shotgun.
Long hair weave with extensions
I have long hair and extensions woven in.
Glock 17 with extension
I have a Glock 17 handgun with an extended magazine.
Bumpin' Suga Free in the automatic dually
I'm listening to Suga Free while driving my automatic truck.
T.V.'s in it like it's '97, watch a porno movie
There are TVs in my truck and I watch porn like it's the 90s.
Holla Chitty Chitty Bang, this is Com-Town gang
I shout 'Chitty Chitty Bang' to represent my gang in Compton.
Fuck whoever don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name, bitch
I don't care what anyone thinks, I'm Lil K-Dot and that's just how it is.
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@ray2353oto
This jawn just randomly popped into my head today. Canโt believe itโs been 9 years ๐ฅ
@KS-jn5pv
Facts man same as me I was 13 when first heard this 22 man, damnnnn, pull up in this bitch n Iโm beaaaaming n shitttt๐คฃ๐คฃ
@AvidMemer
same , i was like dam RIP to something completely unrelated , and i was like wait a minutteeee......
@AvidMemer
dont forget FUNCTION with YG and Problem
@dyemonddupree7517
naaah fr
@whidoineedthis
Literally just happened to me
@BB-qr3qn
This joint is criminally underrated. EVERYBODY KILLED THIS
@TheLadyzanetta
You are right... but Kendrick ate this... whew.
@RealVIPGaming
Kendrick tho ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
@dr.stranger4817
Shit yeah