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Some shit, hit me
Queens, nigga, Murder Inc.
ground, nigga, Dave Bing shit

Somebody's gonna die
gonna die tonight
Somebody's mamma cry tonight
'Coz murda, murda

Somebody's gonna bleed
My nigga's gonna to eat
Somebody's six feet tonight
it's murda, murda

You better bring the best 16 you fuckin' with Bing
You could try to be in between an' you can scream
Sound whack, the crowd won't to that
An' you be fuckin' up the
Changin' the mood an' that's

An' my wanna eat your food
Drink your milk shake, after that shit in face
An' let your bitch you been a bomb from the git go
The day you blow, Shaq all his free throws

Let him throw a finger fuckin', fast or
Even put it in your ass if you me so
Toe to toe, you can lose deal an' your hoe
Now it's to pay your carton note an' buy you some smoke

Seen your man is convensary now, he to worry
Sayin', Stay from Bing an' 118
really put it down, really put niggas in the ground
An' your really lucky if you only got a down

Somebody's gonna die
gonna die tonight
Somebody's mamma cry tonight
it's murda, murda

Somebody's bleed tonight
My nigga's gonna to eat
Somebody's six feet tonight
'Coz murda, murda, motherfuckers

Confidential, you need a lot of it
To with Bing in two bars, I can spoil your dream
Get mean? That could to things
me comin' for you in the middle of the night

With all on, all you can see is the red light
The fo'-fo' got you hopin', God bless you
Girl, won't forget you, once the start the catch you
Games over, soldier, don't you see the Range Rover?

Bing in it, 10 more, 12th an' 118 in it
I started 'coz there's cream in it
But I still the crack, how for 5 or 6 fiends in it
A ring the bling, bling in it

An' my brand new truck, bitches like the way I in it
at the Stome, leave the keys in it
Dare you to leave in it, Bing'll make you in it
You've got a gut, put some in it

Somebody's die tonight
Somebody's die tonight
Somebody's mamma gonna cry
'Coz it's murda,

Somebody's gonna bleed
My nigga's to eat tonight
Somebody's goin' six tonight
'Coz murda, murda, motherfuckers

Need a hard rock your legs, I see the red spot
Thug knot, all it takes is one to make your head rock
Take you out your
While in the Woodstock, ask Bing on the block

the cop, sell crack in blue top
Niggaz the size of dimes, cowards must be outta ya mind
Thinkin' Dave Bing won't shine
This ain't the first time I cut head wrong with

Find the slope, mix it in with the coke
Bought a pound of weed an' let the whole block choke
Stuck the out, stuck it down the bitch nigga throat
When it was expected, made him get buck naked on the floor

Somebody's gonna die
Somebody's die tonight
Somebody's gonna cry tonight
'Coz murda, murda

gonna bleed tonight
My nigga's to eat tonight
Somebody's six feet tonight
'Coz murda, murda

Somebody's die tonight
Somebody's gonna die
mamma gonna cry tonight
'Coz murda, murda

gonna bleed tonight
My nigga's to eat tonight
Somebody's six feet tonight
'Coz murda, murda, motherfucker

it to the states, nigga
BJ, IG, Joe Mo',
Murder Inc. shit, 118
shit, nigga, 52 state
See, see, see, see motherfucker, see Gotti,