Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

Zeek Dip, Dip, Dip, Dipset
Dip Dip Dip Dipset
Dip Dip dip Dipset
Dipset bitch Dipset

Verse 1]
Why should I entertain, in the game
Pies to my name, E-5 in his brain, die for the
hit the side of his frame, bang bang
fight in the lane, Dip Gang still with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive with the
We know who did it I ain't crying insane, I hide the fame
A V in the vain, i'm seing his pain,
This my nigga, 10 in the game, mane
We hit the streets with Cane, hit the in the Range
Shh, Shh, We aint they names
Keep heat, creep creep, leap, 3 jeeps, beep beep, set em' sleep with the rain
Fuck a mic, Mac sound check, I back sets (sets)
Ask about me, do your check (check)
40th guns revolve around
40 wolves or the mysteries
Give your caution, I go on flossin
Fuck ya robbery! be on distortion
Embrace the lecture, tech taste the
Not Rivera, nor Mason Betha
Get a and stretcher, til they laid in stretchers
Til the red van come, try to and wreck us
aid respect us, Evil yes infections
Dips stamp dope if you got them check us

[Cam'ron:
Hey you alright (yea)
you wanna (yea)
45 on my (yeeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Somebody gotta die
Now in the pen (yea)
I want (yea)
10 it extend (oooooooowieee)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, gotta die tonite

Verse 2]
Aye Yo, I get the raw double, to cop bubbles
Leave my open hope I get in more trouble
scuffles, so the Law could shuffle
To my door know when I get bored HUSTLE
Killa Joe, still stop and go
Get a block of blow if I DA-DA-DOE!
Is you Raba (NO) Even know
Im the shit but Vamoose gotta go
I visit Peru, to canoe
vision is too, they Mr. Magoo
Who, You, Me, Oh I'm Bitch
Hustler thats on that gorilla stitch
20 years go by man still a
Niggaz on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night man
They was sand with ya i'll play sandman
I that Bam Bam Bigilo, Cam the Damn nigga though
Fam Fam damn nigga know
Fam blam blam every trigga blow
Yes-man, toe and that damn Figaro

[Freeky Zeeky:
Fuck yall niggaz thats word to my mother B. If I catch anyone of yall niggaz runnin by, walkin by, driven by, sneakin by, Imma kill yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my Dipset fam, Killa C..Every motherfucken body. I niggaz wish, wish I was dead, but too bad for yall motherfuckerz. Here I go. Then yall gone run soon as see anything that looks anything like yall. I dont give a fuck, its fucked up for everybody. i told Im half Coo koo, half motherfuckin crazy. I seen yall walkin round wit the chain out talkin bout try to rob me, try to rob me, I hope these try to do it 'cause I got somethin for they stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they stinkin ass. My foot in they ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs, My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill them. Dipset nigga