Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

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

Why should I entertain lies in the
Pies to my
E 5 to his brain, die for the
Zeek hit the side of his brain, bang, fight in the lane
Dip Gang still ride with the
guns to none, survive with the chain
You who did it still grindin same
Now from the fame
Im seein it mane, Im seein
Damn thats my nigga 10 deep in the mane
You hit the streets with
Hit the streets in the
Shh, Shh, We repeatin 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 me, do your background check
guns revolve around history
40 wolves or a unsolved
Give your corner caution, I go on
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 and wreck us
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Evil yes
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, Somebody gotta die
Now in the pen (yea)
I want (yea)
10 it extend (yeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Sombody gotta die

[Verse 2: Ron]
Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop hustle
Leave my case hope I get in more trouble
scuffles, so the Law can shuffle
To my door they when I get bored HUSTLE
My Man Joe, still 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
vision is too, They Mr. Magoo
Who, You, Me, Oh, Im Bitch
Hustler thats all and that gorilla
40 years go by man snitch
fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No that night Goddamn man
It was Amatuer night I sandman
I keep Bam Bam Bigilo
Cam the nigga tho
Fam Fam every damn nigga
So blam yea you hear that trigger blow
Yes maam, toe and that there Figaro

[Outro: Freeky
Fuck yall niggaz thats word to my 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 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 soon as see anything that looks anything yall.
I dont a fuck, its fucked up for everybody
dat anything lil lil tiny lil lil tiny lil bit like yall.
You kno who you dealin wit?.. i Im half Coo-coo,
motherfuckin crazy. I done bit half 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 stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they stinkin ass.
My foot in ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset freaky zeaky...
im still here, poppin boucin fly az a motherfucker. Come wit us,
I wish you would. I wish you could. Yall mother fuckers is dead mother fuckers.
Yall hurd me deeeaad mother fuckers... mother fuckers