notorious big – somebody’s gotta die lyrics
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 h-ll is this?
i gets up quick
c-cks my sh-t
stop the dogs from barkin
then proceed to walkin
its a face that i seen before
my n-gg- 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
n-gg-, 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 sh-t
bust the gat sh-t
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 f-ck the pop
head spinnin, reminiscin bout my man c-rock
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
n-body got ta know
that i killed yo -ss in the mist, kid
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
n-body got ta know
that i killed yo -ss in the mist, kid
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 n-gg- let me proceed
don’t fill them clips too high
give them bullets room to breathe
d-mn where was i?
yeah
one night in town
blew the f-ck up
d-rock went home
and jay got stuck the f-ck up
hit ’em twice
got ’em right for the virgin white
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 n-gg-, i seen mad holes
what kinda gats?
hitch links, c-cks, and calicoles
but f-ck that
i know where all them n-gg-s 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
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
n-body got ta know
that i killed yo -ss in the mist, kid
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
n-body got ta know
that i killed yo -ss in the mist, kid
exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down
how it’s gonna go down
lay these n-gg-s low-down
slow down
f-ck all that plannin sh-t
run up in they cribs
and make em catch the man n sh-t
see n-gg-s like you do ten year bids
miss the n-gg-s they want
and murder innocent kids
not i
one n-gg-s 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
p-ss the chocolate
thai
sing ain’t lie
there’s jason with his back to me
talkin to his faculty
i start to get a funny feelins
put the mask on in case his n-gg-s start squealin
scream his name out
squeeze six knuckles shorter
n-gg- turned around holdin his daughter
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