Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Gotta Die

I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and
The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like
Oops! I'm interrupted by a

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

Stop the from barkin'
proceed to walkin'
Its a that I seen before
My nigga Sing, he to sling on the 16th floor

it
I look
I see blood up on his
And his fist a chrome four-fifth

So I dip
Nigga, is you or speakin'?
He tells me just got hit up at the beacon
I opens up the door,

Is he in
Retaliation for one won't be minimal
'Cause I'm a
Way the rap shit

the gat shit
Puff won't know what happened,
If it's done
on the Uzi

Stash in the
My alibi, any
With a booty that don't Big Pop
Head spinnin', reminiscin' bout my man

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

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

clips he explained our situation
Precisely, so we know exactly we facin'
Some kid Jason
In a Honda station,

Was
how much loot and crack he stackin'
Rock had a grip so they formed up a
A small

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

Give bullets room to breathe
where was I?
Yeah, run out of town, the fuck up
D-Rock home
And Jay got the fuck up
Hit 'em

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

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

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

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

Exchanged and pounds before the throw down
How it's go down
Lay these niggas
Slow
all that plannin' shit
Run up in they
And 'em catch the man n shit
See niggas like you do ten bids
Miss the nigga want
And murder innocent
Not I
One in my eye

Jason
Ain't no slugs be wasted
Revenge I'm tastin' at the tip of my
I can't wait to feel my in his hips

Pass the

Sing lie
There's with his back to me

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

Squeeze six knuckles
turned around holdin' his daughter