Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gonna Die Tonight

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

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

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

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

An' my thugs eat your food
Drink your milk shake, after shit 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 finger fuckin', fast or
Even put it in your ass if you me so
Toe to toe, you can lose your an' your hoe
Now it's hard to pay your carton an' buy you some smoke

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

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

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

Confidential, you a whole lot of it
To bang with in two bars, I can spoil your dream
Get mean? That lead to things
Like me for you in the middle of the night

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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