Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

Dip, Dip, Dip, Dipset
Dip Dip Dip bitch
Dip Dip dip Dipset
Dipset bitch Dipset
DIPSET NIGGA FREEKEY ZEKEY COME WITT US

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

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

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

[Outro: Zeeky]
Fuck niggaz thats word to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of yall niggaz runnin by, by,
sneakin by, by tha corner to make sure im gone.
Imma kill yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my fam, Killa C..
Every motherfucken body. Yall niggaz 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 fucked up for
dat anything lil lil tiny lil lil tiny lil bit like yall.
You kno who you wit?.. i told Im half Coo-coo,
half motherfuckin crazy. I bit half of my lip off waitin to
see one of yall motherfuckaz. Cam, killa I know,
I how you I know you wz walkin round 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 they stinkin ass oh I got somethin for stinkin ass.
My foot in they ass. my fist in face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil nigga freaky zeaky...
im here, poppin boucin fly az a motherfucker. Come fuck wit us,
I wish you would. I wish you could. Yall mother fuckers is some mother fuckers.
Yall hurd me some mother fuckers... mother fuckers