![]() Somebody gotta die If I go, you got to go Somebody got to die Let the gunshots blow Somebody got to die Nobody got to know That I killed yo' ass in the mist, bitch Somebody got to die If I go, you got to go Somebody gotta die Let the gunshots blow Somebody got to die Nobody got to know That I killed yo' ass in the mist, bitch Uhh, 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 A 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 Went outta town, blew the fuck up D-Roc went home And Jay got stuck the fuck up Hit him twice, caught him right for the Persian white Pistol whipped his kids and taped up his wife (niggas is trife) He figured Rock set 'em up, no question Wet 'em up no less Than 50 shots in his direction" (uhh) "How many shots?" "Man, nigga, I seen mad holes" "What kinda gats?" "Hitchlinks, Kochs, and Calicos" But fuck that I know where all them niggas rest at In the buildin' hustlin' And they don't be strapped Supreme and Black is downstairs, the engine runnin' Find a bag to put the guns in And c'mon if you're comin'
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