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letra de somebody gone die 2 nite - yukmouth

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(chorus)
[benjilino]
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight

(verse 1)
[tech n9ne]
hey yo i’m sick as a motherf-cker, b-tch you a motherf-cker
you tryin’ to diss on a motherf-cker like me i’ll kill you motherf-ckers
its a motherf-ckin’ shame how the motherf-cker came
and grabbed my motherf-ckin’ name, and get to blowin’ out ya motherf-ckin’ brains
i f-ck hoes like a motherf-cker, even yours you motherf-ckers
tech n9ne is a motherf-cker, i’ll dispose of you motherf-ckers
pros, they wanna suck us, +mitch bade+ n-gg-z wanna buck us
get the motherf-cker, hit the motherf-cker
kill’em and dont say sh-t, motherf-cker
i’m p-ssed them a motherf-cker, twist that motherf-cker
lift that motherf-cker, hey n-gg- you my motherf-cker
cause you busted on them motherf-ckers, shot up they motherf-ckin crew
motherf-ckers who diss me, motherf-ck you
i’m raw as a motherf-cker, stand tall as a motherf-cker
punks is a motherf-cker, pop trunks on these motherf-ckers
n-gg-z is wrong as a motherf-cker, wont get a motherf-ckin’ thing
trip of this motherf-ckin’ heat we bring
motherf-cker

(chorus)
[benjilino]
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight

(verse 2)
[fatal hussien]
i was raised up to blaze bang blicks
hussien gets p-ssed if flames spit
watch how pretty the pain get
n-gg-, high til i die, burry me a g
i’m strapped, a made n-gg- never worry me, i’m free
this is stricly for my n-gg-z now
bless the dead, you know life goes on, we pour out a lil’ liquor now
all these n-gg-z is hoes, and they wanna be pacs
but i’m puttin’ presure up on ’em when they under these glocks
and these p-ss-es are panicked, to get frantic, cause me and yuk here
somebody gonna die, not me, n-gg- i’m stuck here
rap related, criminally activated and evil
i wouldn’t want to be you behind my f-ckin’ desert eagle
complete most early on the streets of the east coast
young guns fire, and n-gg-z bleed smoke
addicted to livin’ like a f-ckin’ felon
while beefin with rookie cops, for the cookie rocks n-gg-z sellin’
i’m an outlaw

(chorus)
[benjilino]
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight

(verse 3)
[the realest]
you see our adversaries crumble when we rumble with sick catasrophy
f-ck all these n-gg-z, it’s the west in me
thats why i gotta keep a vest with me, and i’mma ride ’til i rest in peace
[yukmouth]
makaveli rest in peace, all these wannabe’s like master p
all these n-gg-z screamin’ blastephemy
you aint pac n-gg-, tatted up in them magazines
bandanna’ed up in them magazines
you aint pac, f-ck percy
i put him in a hearst where the dirt be
i’m blood thristy, 42 shots like james worthy
these lames in the game aint worthy to touch meals, ya heard me
i bust 30 in your p. miller? jersey
the dirty dirty is better off without you
double x-l (xxl) doubt you, wrote a f-cked up ad about you
cause you wack as f-ck, you need to let ya kids bust
quit f-ckin’ off ya brothers careers and give that sh-t up
mini me n-gg- wanna be somebody else
rappin’ like ya tupac, can’t be yaself
that’ll get you shot, better be somebody else
everybody on no limit sound like somebody else
you got a n-gg- that sound like dru (down), a n-gg- like mystikal
a white boy like eminem, the bitin’ is critical
ya son wanna be bow wow, the sh-t is pitiful
what a b-tch n-gg- would do for a hundred mil’ or two
f-ck off his n-gg-z too, cali aint feelin’ you
i bet c-murder locked up thinkin’ bout killin’ you
n-gg-, rap-a-lot mafia we get the scrilla too
roll with a thousand n-gg-z too, you bitin’ -ss n-gg- you

(chorus)
[benjilino]
somebody gonna die tonight
get all of my n-gg-z, time to ride tonight
disrespect a killa and them bullets gonna fly tonight
a n-gg- gonna die tonight

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