Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

Dip, Dip, Dip, Dipset
Dip Dip Dip bitch
Dip Dip dip Bitch
Dipset Dipset Bitch
DIPSET FREEKEY ZEKEY COME FUCK WITT US

Why I entertain lies in the game
Pies to my
E 5 to his brain, die for the
Zeek hit the of his brain, bang bang, fight in the lane
Dip Gang still with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive the chain
You know who did it grindin same
Now hide from the
Im seein it mane, Im vain
Damn thats my 10 deep in the game mane
You hit the streets with
Hit the in the Range
Shh, Shh, We repeatin they name
Beep Beep, Leap Leep, Three Deep, Keep Heat, Leave Leave, in the Range
a mic, Mac sound check, I back down sets
Ask me, do your background check
40th guns revolve around
40 wolves or a mystery
Give corner caution, I go on flossin
the robbery I be on extortion
Embrace the lecture, test taste the
Not Rivera, nor Mason Betha
Get the 8 and stretch it, til they laid in
Til the red van come try to raid and us
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Evil yes
Put the on if they got the needles check em

Hey Zeek you (yea)
you ride (yea)
45 on my (yeeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Bitch, Somebody gotta die tonite
Now in the pen (yea)
I want (yea)
10 it extend (yeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Sombody die tonite

2: Cam' Ron]
Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop more
Leave my case open hope I get in trouble
scuffles, so the Law can shuffle
To my door know when I get bored HUSTLE
My Man Joe, still stop and go
Get a and blow if I yell Da da Doe
Is you Raba (NO) mama know
Im the shit but Vamoose gotta go
I visit Peru, just to
Witnesses vision is too, Mr. Magoo
Who, You, Me, Oh, Im Killa
Hustler thats all and gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man I itch
No hammers that Goddamn man
It was Amatuer night I played
I that Bam Bam Bigilo
Cam the Damn tho
Fam Fam every damn know
So blam blam yea you hear that blow
Yes maam, toe ring and that Figaro

[Outro: Zeeky]
Fuck yall niggaz thats to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of yall runnin by, walkin by,
sneakin by, by tha corner to make sure im gone.
Imma kill yall motherfuckerz. word to me, my Dipset fam, Killa C..
motherfucken body. Yall niggaz smell like spoiled pussy.
That's to me baby. Yall niggaz wish, wish I was dead,
but too bad for yall motherfuckerz. I go.
Then yall gone run soon as see anything that looks like yall.
I dont give a fuck, its up for everybody
dat looks anything lil lil tiny lil lil lil bit like yall.
You kno who you wit?.. i told Im half Coo-coo,
half motherfuckin crazy. I done bit half of my lip off to
see one of motherfuckaz. Killa Cam, killa I know,
I know how you I know you wz walkin wit da chain out
talkin bout try to rob me, try to rob me, I hope these try to do it
cuz I got somethin for stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they stinkin ass.
My foot in they ass. my fist in they face, My in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima Lil Dipset nigga freaky zeaky...
im still here, poppin fly az a motherfucker. Come fuck wit us,
I wish you would. I wish you could. Yall mother is some dead mother fuckers.
Yall me some deeeaad mother fuckers... mother fuckers