Somebody's Gotta Die-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 - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:26.75]I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes
[00:30.38]The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop
[00:33.44]I'm interrupted by a doorbell, 3:52, who the hell is this?
[00:38.69]I gets up quick, cocks my sh*t
[00:41.19]Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
[00:44.62]It's a face that I seen before
[00:46.63]My ni**a Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor, check it
[00:50.14]I look deeper, I see blood upon his sneakers
[00:53.08]And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth, so I dip
[00:56.26]Ni**a, is you creepin' or speakin'?
[00:58.52]He tells me, C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon
[01:01.45]I opens up the door, pitiful, is he in critical?
[01:04.39]Retaliation for this one won't be minimal
[01:07.02]'Cause I'm a criminal way before the rap sh*t, bust the gat sh*t
[01:11.07]Puff won't even know what happened if it's done smoothly
[01:14.25]Silencers on the Uzi stash in the hooptie
[01:17.25]My alibi, any cutie with a booty that done f**k they Pop
[01:21.38]Head spinnin', reminiscin' 'bout my man, C-Rock
[01:24.25]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:27.13]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:29.56]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:32.81]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:35.87]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:38.68]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:41.50]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:44.43]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:48.06]Fillin' clips, he explained our situation
[01:50.12]Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin'
[01:53.25]Some kid named Jason in a Honda station
[01:55.75]Wagon was braggin' about how much loot and crack he stackin'
[01:59.13]Rock had a grip, so they formed up a clique
[02:01.81]The small crew 'round the time I was locked up with you
[02:04.69]True indeed but yo, ni**a let me proceed
[02:07.69]Don't fill them clips too high, give them bullets room to breathe
[02:09.92]Damn where was I? Yeah
[02:11.73]One night in town, blew the f**k up
[02:13.61]D-Rock went home and Jay got stuck the f**k up
[02:16.61]Hit 'em twice, got 'em right for the virgin white
[02:19.55]Pistol whipped his kids and taped up his wife
[02:22.30]He said,"Yo Rock, set 'em up", no question
[02:24.86]Wet 'em up no less than 50 shots in his direction
[02:27.98]How many shots? Man ni**a, I seen mad holes
[02:31.12]What kinda gats? Hitch links, Cocks and Calicoes
[02:33.80]But f**k that, I know where all them niggas rest at
[02:36.86]In the buildin' hustlin' and they don't be strapped
[02:39.49]Supreme in black is downstairs, the engine runnin'
[02:42.36]Find a bag to put the guns in and c'mon if yo comin'
[02:45.23]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:47.86]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[02:50.80]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[02:53.74]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[02:56.74]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:59.55]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[03:02.36]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[03:05.24]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[03:08.99]Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down
[03:11.67]How it's gonna go down, lay these niggas low-down
[03:14.29]Slow down, f**k all that plannin' sh*t
[03:17.55]Run up in they cribs and make 'em catch the man and sh*t
[03:20.55]See, niggas like you do ten year bids
[03:23.18]Miss the niggas they want and murder innocent kids
[03:25.92]Not I, one ni**a's in my eye
[03:28.73]That's Jason, ain't no slugs gonna be wasted
[03:31.74]Revenge, I'm tastin' at the tip of my lips
[03:34.17]I can't wait to feel my clip in his hips
[03:36.42]Pass the chocolate
[03:37.61]Thai, Sing ain't lie
[03:40.17]There's Jason with his back to me, talkin' to his faculty
[03:43.36]I start to get a funny feelins
[03:45.42]Put the mask on in case his niggas start squealin'
[03:48.36]Scream his name out, squeeze six knuckles shorter
[03:51.23]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 - The Notorious B.I.G.
[00:26.75]I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes
[00:30.38]The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop
[00:33.44]I'm interrupted by a doorbell, 3:52, who the hell is this?
[00:38.69]I gets up quick, cocks my sh*t
[00:41.19]Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
[00:44.62]It's a face that I seen before
[00:46.63]My ni**a Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor, check it
[00:50.14]I look deeper, I see blood upon his sneakers
[00:53.08]And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth, so I dip
[00:56.26]Ni**a, is you creepin' or speakin'?
[00:58.52]He tells me, C-Rock just got hit up at the beacon
[01:01.45]I opens up the door, pitiful, is he in critical?
[01:04.39]Retaliation for this one won't be minimal
[01:07.02]'Cause I'm a criminal way before the rap sh*t, bust the gat sh*t
[01:11.07]Puff won't even know what happened if it's done smoothly
[01:14.25]Silencers on the Uzi stash in the hooptie
[01:17.25]My alibi, any cutie with a booty that done f**k they Pop
[01:21.38]Head spinnin', reminiscin' 'bout my man, C-Rock
[01:24.25]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:27.13]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:29.56]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:32.81]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:35.87]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[01:38.68]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[01:41.50]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[01:44.43]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[01:48.06]Fillin' clips, he explained our situation
[01:50.12]Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin'
[01:53.25]Some kid named Jason in a Honda station
[01:55.75]Wagon was braggin' about how much loot and crack he stackin'
[01:59.13]Rock had a grip, so they formed up a clique
[02:01.81]The small crew 'round the time I was locked up with you
[02:04.69]True indeed but yo, ni**a let me proceed
[02:07.69]Don't fill them clips too high, give them bullets room to breathe
[02:09.92]Damn where was I? Yeah
[02:11.73]One night in town, blew the f**k up
[02:13.61]D-Rock went home and Jay got stuck the f**k up
[02:16.61]Hit 'em twice, got 'em right for the virgin white
[02:19.55]Pistol whipped his kids and taped up his wife
[02:22.30]He said,"Yo Rock, set 'em up", no question
[02:24.86]Wet 'em up no less than 50 shots in his direction
[02:27.98]How many shots? Man ni**a, I seen mad holes
[02:31.12]What kinda gats? Hitch links, Cocks and Calicoes
[02:33.80]But f**k that, I know where all them niggas rest at
[02:36.86]In the buildin' hustlin' and they don't be strapped
[02:39.49]Supreme in black is downstairs, the engine runnin'
[02:42.36]Find a bag to put the guns in and c'mon if yo comin'
[02:45.23]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:47.86]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[02:50.80]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[02:53.74]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[02:56.74]Somebody's got to die, if I got, you got to go
[02:59.55]Somebody's got to die, let the gunshots blow
[03:02.36]Somebody's got to die, nobody got to know
[03:05.24]That I killed your a** in the mist, kid
[03:08.99]Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down
[03:11.67]How it's gonna go down, lay these niggas low-down
[03:14.29]Slow down, f**k all that plannin' sh*t
[03:17.55]Run up in they cribs and make 'em catch the man and sh*t
[03:20.55]See, niggas like you do ten year bids
[03:23.18]Miss the niggas they want and murder innocent kids
[03:25.92]Not I, one ni**a's in my eye
[03:28.73]That's Jason, ain't no slugs gonna be wasted
[03:31.74]Revenge, I'm tastin' at the tip of my lips
[03:34.17]I can't wait to feel my clip in his hips
[03:36.42]Pass the chocolate
[03:37.61]Thai, Sing ain't lie
[03:40.17]There's Jason with his back to me, talkin' to his faculty
[03:43.36]I start to get a funny feelins
[03:45.42]Put the mask on in case his niggas start squealin'
[03:48.36]Scream his name out, squeeze six knuckles shorter
[03:51.23]Ni**a turned around holdin' his daughter
