Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

Dip, Dip, Dip, Dipset
Dip Dip Dip Dipset
Dip Dip dip Dipset
Dipset bitch Bitch
DIPSET NIGGA ZEKEY COME FUCK WITT US

Why I entertain lies in the game
Pies to my
E 5 to his brain, die for the
Zeek hit the side of his brain, bang, fight in the lane
Dip Gang ride with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive the chain
You know who did it still grindin
Now hide from the
Im seein it mane, Im vain
Damn thats my nigga 10 deep in the game
You hit the streets with
Hit the streets in the
Shh, Shh, We repeatin they name
Beep Beep, Leap Leep, Three Deep, Keep Heat, Leave Leave, Sleep in the
Fuck a mic, Mac sound check, I back sets
Ask about me, do your check
40th guns revolve history
40 or a unsolved mystery
Give your corner caution, I go on
the robbery I be on extortion
Embrace the lecture, taste the texture
Not Lance Rivera, nor Betha
Get the 8 and it, til they laid in strecthers
Til the red van come try to raid and us
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yes infections
Put the on if they got the needles check em

Hey you alright (yea)
you wanna (yea)
45 on my (yeeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, gotta die tonite
Now in the pen (yea)
I want (yea)
Mack 10 it (yeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, gotta die tonite

[Verse 2: Ron]
Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop hustle
my case open hope I get in more trouble
More scuffles, so the Law can
To my door know when I get bored HUSTLE
My Man Goffrey Joe, stop and go
Get a glock and blow if I Da da Doe
Is you Raba (NO) mama know
Im the shit but shit gotta go
I Peru, just to canoe
Witnesses vision is too, They Mr.
Who, You, Me, Oh, Im Killa
thats all and that gorilla stitch
40 go by man still snitch
Niggaz on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that Goddamn man
It was night I played sandman
I keep that Bam Bam
Cam the Damn tho
Fam Fam damn nigga know
So blam yea you hear that trigger blow
Yes maam, toe ring and that there

[Outro: Freeky
Fuck yall niggaz thats to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of yall niggaz by, walkin by,
by, creepin by tha corner to make sure im gone.
Imma kill motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my Dipset fam, Killa C..
Every motherfucken body. Yall niggaz smell like pussy.
word to me baby. Yall niggaz wish, wish I was dead,
but too bad for yall motherfuckerz. I go.
Then yall gone run soon as see anything looks anything like yall.
I dont give a fuck, its fucked up for
dat looks lil lil tiny lil lil tiny lil bit like yall.
You kno who you dealin wit?.. i told Im Coo-coo,
half motherfuckin crazy. I bit half of my lip off waitin to
see one of yall motherfuckaz. Killa Cam, I know,
I know how you I you wz walkin round wit da chain out
talkin bout try to rob me, try to rob me, I these motherfuckers try to do it
cuz I got somethin for stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they stinkin ass.
My foot in they ass. my in they face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset nigga freaky zeaky...
im still here, poppin boucin fly az a motherfucker. Come wit us,
I wish you would. I wish you could. Yall fuckers is some dead mother fuckers.
Yall hurd me some deeeaad mother fuckers... mother