Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gotta Die

I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer and coupes
The way shoops and how they sell records like Snoop
Oops! I'm by a doorbell

3:52, who the
Is
I gets up
Cock my

the dogs from barkin'
Then proceed to
Its a face that I seen
My nigga Sing, he used to on the 16th floor

it
I deeper
I see up on his sneakers
And his fist a chrome four-fifth

So I dip
Nigga, is you or speakin'?
He me C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon
I up the door, pitiful

Is he in
Retaliation for this one be minimal
I'm a criminal
Way before the rap

Bust the gat
Puff even know what happened,
If it's smoothly
on the Uzi

Stash in the
My alibi, any
With a booty that fucked Big Pop
Head spinnin', reminiscin' bout my man

gotta die
If I go, you go
gotta die
Let the gunshots
gotta die
Nobody know
I killed yo ass in the mist, kid

Somebody die
If I go, you go
gotta die
Let the blow
Somebody die
Nobody gotta
That I yo ass in the mist, kid

Fillin' clips he explained our
Precisely, so we know what we facin'
kid named Jason
In a Honda station,

Was
About how much and crack he stackin'
Rock had a grip so they up a clique
A crew

'Round the I was locked up with you
True
But yo let me proceed
Don't fill them clips too

Give them room to breathe
Damn was I?
Yeah, run out of town, the fuck up
D-Rock went
And Jay got stuck the up
Hit 'em

Caught 'em right for the Persian
Pistol his kids
And up his wife
He figured Rock set em up, no
Wet em up no
Than 50 in his direction
How many
Man nigga, I seen mad

"What gats?"
"Heckler & and Calicos"
But that
I know where all them rest at
In the hustlin'
And they don't be
in black
Is downstairs, the runnin'
Find a bag to put the in
And c'mon if you

Somebody die
If I go, you go
gotta die
Let the gunshots
Somebody die
Nobody know
I killed yo ass in the mist, kid

Somebody die
If I go, you go
gotta die
Let the gunshots
gotta die
Nobody know
That I yo ass in the mist, kid

Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw
How gonna go down
Lay these niggas
down
Fuck all that shit
Run up in they
And make 'em the man n shit
See like you do ten year bids
Miss the they want
And murder innocent
Not I
One in my eye

Jason
Ain't no gonna be wasted
I'm tastin' at the tip of my lips
I can't wait to feel my clip in his

Pass the

Sing lie
There's Jason his back to me

to his faculty
I start to get a funny
Put the mask on in case his start squealin'
his name out

Squeeze six shorter
turned around holdin' his daughter