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Some shit, hit me
Queens, nigga, Inc. shit
Black ground, nigga, Dave shit

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

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

You better bring the 16 when you fuckin' with Bing
You try to be smooth in between an' you can scream
Sound whack, the won't bounce to that
An' you be fuckin' up the
the mood an' that's rude

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

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

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

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

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

Confidential, you a whole lot of it
To bang with Bing in two bars, I can spoil dream
Get That could lead to things
Like me comin' for you in the of the night

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

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

An' my brand new truck, bitches the way I lean in it
Stop at the Stome, leave the in it
Dare you to in it, Bing'll make you believe in it
got a gut, put some trees in it

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

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

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

Fuck the cop, sell in blue top
Niggaz the size of dimes, cowards must be outta ya mind
Thinkin' that Dave Bing shine
This ain't the first time I cut wrong with [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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

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

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