Somebody's Gotta Die (Explicit)-The Notorious B.I.G.
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[ti:Somebody's Gotta Die]
[ar:The Notorious BIG]
[al:Life After Death]
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[00:00.00]Somebody's Gotta Die (Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:26.65]I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes
[00:30.28]The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop
[00:33.34]I'm interrupted by a doorbell, 3:52, who the hell is this?
[00:38.59]I gets up quick, cocks my sh*t
[00:41.09]Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
[00:44.52]It's a face that I seen before
[00:46.53]My ni**a Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor, check it
[00:50.04]I look deeper, I see blood upon his sneakers
[00:52.98]And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth, so I dip
[00:56.16]Ni**a, is you creepin' or speakin'?
[00:58.42]He tells me, C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon
[01:01.35]I opens up the door, pitiful, is he in critical?
[01:04.29]Retaliation for this one won't be minimal
[01:06.92]'Cause I'm a criminal way before the rap sh*t, bust the gat sh*t
[01:10.98]Puff won't even know what happened if it's done smoothly
[01:14.15]Silencers on the Uzi stash in the hooptie
[01:17.15]My alibi, any cutie with a booty that done f**k they Pop
[01:21.28]Head spinnin', reminiscin' 'bout my man, C-Rock
[01:24.15]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:27.03]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:29.46]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:32.71]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:35.77]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:38.59]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:41.40]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:44.34]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:47.96]Fillin' clips, he explained our situation
[01:50.02]Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin'
[01:53.15]Some kid named Jason in a Honda station
[01:55.65]Wagon was braggin' about how much loot and crack he stackin'
[01:59.03]Rock had a grip, so they formed up a clique
[02:01.72]The small crew 'round the time I was locked up with you
[02:04.59]True indeed but yo, ni**a let me proceed
[02:07.59]Don't fill them clips too high, give them bullets room to breathe
[02:09.83]Damn where was I? Yeah
[02:11.63]One night in town, blew the f**k up
[02:13.51]D-Rock went home and Jay got stuck the f**k up
[02:16.51]Hit 'em twice, got 'em right for the virgin white
[02:19.45]Pistol whipped his kids and taped up his wife
[02:22.20]He said,"Yo Rock, set 'em up", no question
[02:24.76]Wet 'em up no less than 50 shots in his direction
[02:27.88]How many shots? Man ni**a, I seen mad holes
[02:31.02]What kinda gats? Hitch links, Cocks and Calicoes
[02:33.70]But f**k that, I know where all them niggas rest at
[02:36.76]In the buildin' hustlin' and they don't be strapped
[02:39.39]Supreme in black is downstairs, the engine runnin'
[02:42.26]Find a bag to put the guns in and c'mon if yo comin'
[02:45.13]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:47.76]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[02:50.70]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[02:53.64]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[02:56.64]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:59.45]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[03:02.26]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[03:05.14]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[03:08.89]Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down
[03:11.57]How it's gonna go down, lay these niggas low-down
[03:14.20]Slow down, f**k all that plannin' sh*t
[03:17.46]Run up in they cribs and make 'em catch the man and sh*t
[03:20.45]See, niggas like you do ten year bids
[03:23.08]Miss the niggas they want and murder innocent kids
[03:25.82]Not I, one ni**a's in my eye
[03:28.64]That's Jason, ain't no slugs gonna be wasted
[03:31.64]Revenge, I'm tastin' at the tip of my lips
[03:34.07]I can't wait to feel my clip in his hips
[03:36.32]Pass the chocolate
[03:37.51]Thai, Sing ain't lie
[03:40.08]There's Jason with his back to me, talkin' to his faculty
[03:43.26]I start to get a funny feelins
[03:45.32]Put the mask on in case his niggas start squealin'
[03:48.26]Scream his name out, squeeze six knuckles shorter
[03:51.13]Ni**a turned around holdin' his daughter
[ar:The Notorious BIG]
[al:Life After Death]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Somebody's Gotta Die (Explicit) - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:26.65]I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes
[00:30.28]The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop
[00:33.34]I'm interrupted by a doorbell, 3:52, who the hell is this?
[00:38.59]I gets up quick, cocks my sh*t
[00:41.09]Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
[00:44.52]It's a face that I seen before
[00:46.53]My ni**a Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor, check it
[00:50.04]I look deeper, I see blood upon his sneakers
[00:52.98]And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth, so I dip
[00:56.16]Ni**a, is you creepin' or speakin'?
[00:58.42]He tells me, C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon
[01:01.35]I opens up the door, pitiful, is he in critical?
[01:04.29]Retaliation for this one won't be minimal
[01:06.92]'Cause I'm a criminal way before the rap sh*t, bust the gat sh*t
[01:10.98]Puff won't even know what happened if it's done smoothly
[01:14.15]Silencers on the Uzi stash in the hooptie
[01:17.15]My alibi, any cutie with a booty that done f**k they Pop
[01:21.28]Head spinnin', reminiscin' 'bout my man, C-Rock
[01:24.15]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:27.03]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:29.46]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:32.71]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:35.77]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:38.59]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:41.40]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:44.34]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:47.96]Fillin' clips, he explained our situation
[01:50.02]Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin'
[01:53.15]Some kid named Jason in a Honda station
[01:55.65]Wagon was braggin' about how much loot and crack he stackin'
[01:59.03]Rock had a grip, so they formed up a clique
[02:01.72]The small crew 'round the time I was locked up with you
[02:04.59]True indeed but yo, ni**a let me proceed
[02:07.59]Don't fill them clips too high, give them bullets room to breathe
[02:09.83]Damn where was I? Yeah
[02:11.63]One night in town, blew the f**k up
[02:13.51]D-Rock went home and Jay got stuck the f**k up
[02:16.51]Hit 'em twice, got 'em right for the virgin white
[02:19.45]Pistol whipped his kids and taped up his wife
[02:22.20]He said,"Yo Rock, set 'em up", no question
[02:24.76]Wet 'em up no less than 50 shots in his direction
[02:27.88]How many shots? Man ni**a, I seen mad holes
[02:31.02]What kinda gats? Hitch links, Cocks and Calicoes
[02:33.70]But f**k that, I know where all them niggas rest at
[02:36.76]In the buildin' hustlin' and they don't be strapped
[02:39.39]Supreme in black is downstairs, the engine runnin'
[02:42.26]Find a bag to put the guns in and c'mon if yo comin'
[02:45.13]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:47.76]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[02:50.70]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[02:53.64]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[02:56.64]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:59.45]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[03:02.26]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[03:05.14]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[03:08.89]Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down
[03:11.57]How it's gonna go down, lay these niggas low-down
[03:14.20]Slow down, f**k all that plannin' sh*t
[03:17.46]Run up in they cribs and make 'em catch the man and sh*t
[03:20.45]See, niggas like you do ten year bids
[03:23.08]Miss the niggas they want and murder innocent kids
[03:25.82]Not I, one ni**a's in my eye
[03:28.64]That's Jason, ain't no slugs gonna be wasted
[03:31.64]Revenge, I'm tastin' at the tip of my lips
[03:34.07]I can't wait to feel my clip in his hips
[03:36.32]Pass the chocolate
[03:37.51]Thai, Sing ain't lie
[03:40.08]There's Jason with his back to me, talkin' to his faculty
[03:43.26]I start to get a funny feelins
[03:45.32]Put the mask on in case his niggas start squealin'
[03:48.26]Scream his name out, squeeze six knuckles shorter
[03:51.13]Ni**a turned around holdin' his daughter
