Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

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

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

Hey you alright (yea)
you ride (yea)
45 on my (yeeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Somebody die tonite
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 I get in more trouble
More scuffles, so the Law can
To my they know when I get bored HUSTLE
My Man Goffrey Joe, stop and go
Get a glock and blow if I Da da Doe
Is you Raba (NO) mama know
Im the shit but shit Vamoose go
I visit Peru, just to
Witnesses vision is too, They Mr.
Who, You, Me, Oh, Im Killa
Hustler all and that gorilla stitch
40 years go by man snitch
Niggaz fronted on man still I itch
No hammers that night man
It was Amatuer night I played
I keep Bam Bam Bigilo
Cam the Damn tho
Fam Fam every damn nigga
So blam blam yea you hear that trigger
Yes maam, toe ring and that Figaro

[Outro: Zeeky]
Fuck yall niggaz thats to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of niggaz runnin by, walkin by,
sneakin by, by tha corner to make sure im gone.
Imma yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my Dipset fam, Killa C..
Every motherfucken body. Yall niggaz like spoiled pussy.
That's word to me baby. Yall wish, wish I was dead,
but too bad for yall motherfuckerz. I go.
Then yall gone run as see anything that looks anything 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 of my lip off waitin to
see one of yall motherfuckaz. Killa Cam, I know,
I how you I know you wz walkin round wit da chain out
bout try to rob me, try to rob me, I hope these motherfuckers try to do it
cuz I got somethin for they stinkin ass oh I got for they stinkin ass.
My in they ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil nigga freaky zeaky...
im still here, 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 deeeaad mother fuckers... fuckers