Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

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

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

Hey you alright (yea)
you wanna (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, gotta die tonite

[Verse 2: Cam'
Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop more
Leave my case open I get in more trouble
scuffles, so the Law can shuffle
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 (NO) Even 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 Bitch
Hustler thats all and that gorilla
40 years go by man still
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man I itch
No hammers that Goddamn man
It was night I played sandman
I keep that Bam Bam
Cam the nigga tho
Fam Fam every nigga know
So blam yea you hear that trigger blow
Yes maam, toe ring and there 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 smell like spoiled pussy.
That's word to me baby. Yall niggaz 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 give a fuck, its fucked up for
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 motherfuckaz. Killa Cam, killa I know,
I know how you I know you wz 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 for they 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 kill Lil Dipset 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