Somebodys Gotta Die lyrics

Verse One:

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 16th 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 hit 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 2X

Somebody`s got ta die
If I got, you got ta go
Somebody`s got to die
Let the gunshots blow
Somebody`s got to die
Nobody got ta know
That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid

Verse Two:

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 wa