Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

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

Why should I 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 ride with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive the chain
You know who did it grindin same
Now hide from the
Im it mane, Im seein vain
Damn thats my nigga 10 in the game mane
You hit the streets Cane
Hit the streets in the
Shh, Shh, We aint they name
Beep Beep, Leap Leep, Deep, Keep Heat, Leave Leave, Sleep in the Range
Fuck a mic, Mac sound check, I back sets
Ask about me, do background check
40th guns revolve around
40 wolves or a mystery
Give corner caution, I go on flossin
Fuck the robbery I be on
Embrace the lecture, test taste the
Not Lance Rivera, nor 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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yes infections
Put the stamp on if got the needles check em

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

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

[Outro: Freeky
Fuck yall niggaz word to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of yall niggaz by, walkin by,
sneakin by, by tha corner to make sure im gone.
Imma kill yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my fam, Killa C..
motherfucken body. Yall niggaz smell like spoiled pussy.
That's word to me baby. niggaz wish, wish I was dead,
but too bad for motherfuckerz. Here I go.
Then yall gone run soon as see anything that anything like yall.
I dont give a fuck, its fucked up for
dat looks anything lil lil tiny lil lil lil bit like yall.
You kno who you dealin wit?.. i Im half Coo-coo,
half motherfuckin crazy. I done bit of my lip off waitin to
see one of yall motherfuckaz. 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 motherfuckers try to do it
cuz I got somethin for they stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they ass.
My foot in they ass. my fist in they face, My in the ribs,
My in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset 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 dead mother fuckers.
hurd me some deeeaad mother fuckers... mother fuckers