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Verse 1:
I`m sittin in the crib dreamin about Leer jets and coupes
The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop
Oops!
I`m interrupted by a doorbell
3:52, who the hell
Is this?
I gets up quick
Cocks my shit
Stop the dogs from barkin
Then proceed to walkin
Its a face that I seen before
My nigga Sing, we used to sling on the sixteenth floor
Check it
I look deeper
I see blood up on his sneakers
And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth
So I dip
Nigga, is you creepin or speakin?
He tells me C-Rock just got it up at the beacon
I opens up the door, pitiful
Is he in critical?
Retaliation for this one won`t be minimal
Cuz I`m a criminal
Way before the rap shit
Bust the gat shit
Puff won`t even know what happened
If it`s done smoothly
Silencers on the Uzi
Stash in the hooptie
My alibi, any cutie
With a booty that done fuck the Pop
Head spinnin, reminiscin bout my man C-Rock
Chorus: Repeat 2 times
Somebody`s gotta die
If I go, you got to go
Somebody`s gotta die
Let the gunshots blow
Somebody`s gotta die
Nobody got to know
That I killed yo ass in the mix, bitch
Verse 2:
Fillin clips he explained our situation
Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin
Some kid named Jason In a Honda station wagon
Was braggin
About how much loot and crack he stackin
Rock had a grip so they formed up a clique
Small crew
Round the time I was locked up with you
True indeed
But yo nigga let me proceed
Don`t fill them clips too high
Give them bullets room to breathe
Damn where was I?
Yeah
One night in town
Blew the fuck up
D-Rock went home
And Jay got stuck the fuck up
Hit em twice
Got em right for the virgin
Pistol whipped his kids
And taped up his wife
He said `Yo Rock, set em up`, no question
Wet em up no less
Than 50 shots in his direction
How many shots?
Man nigga, I seen mad holes
What kinda gats?
Hitch links, Cocks, and Calicoles
But fuck that
I know where all tem niggaz rest at
In the buildin hustlin
And they don`t be strapped
Supreme in black
Is downstairs, the engine runnin
Find a bag to put the guns in
And c`mon if yo comin
Chorus
Verse 3:
Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down
How its gonna go down
Lay these niggas low-down
Slow down
Fuck all that plannin shit
Run up in they cribs
And make em catch the man n shit
See niggas like you do ten year bids
Miss the niggas they want
And murder innocent kids
Not I
One niggas in my eye
That`s Jason
Ain`t no slugs gonna be wasted
Revenge I`m tastin at the tip of my lips
I can`t wait to feel my clip in his hips
Pass the chocolate
Thai
Sing ain`t lie
There`s Jason wth his back to me
Talkin to his faculty
I start to get a funny feelins
Put the mask on in case his niggas start squealin
Scream his name out
Squeeze six knuckles shorter
Nigga turned around holdin his daughter Send " Somebody S Gotta Die" Ringtone to your Cell