《Somebodys Gonna Die Tonight》是The Murderers演唱的歌曲。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Somebodys Gonna Die Tonight
- 歌曲時長：04分37秒
- 歌曲原唱：The Murderers
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
Some gangsta shit, hit me
Queens, nigga, Murder Inc. shit
Black ground, nigga, Dave Bing shit
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Somebody's mamma gonna cry tonight
'Coz it's murda, murda
Somebody's gonna bleed tonight
My nigga's gonna to eat tonight
Somebody's goin' six feet tonight
'Coz it's murda, murda
You better bring the best 16 when you f**kin' with Bing
You could try to be smooth in between an' you can scream
Sound whack, the crowd won't bounce to that
An' you be f**kin' up the groove
Changin' the mood an' that's rude
An' my thugs wanna eat your food
Drink your milk shake, after that shit in your face
An' let your bitch know you been a bomb from the git go
The day you blow, Shaq make all his free throws
Let him throw a finger f**kin', fast or slow
Even put it in your ass if you tell me so
Toe to toe, you can lose your deal an' your hoe
Now it's hard to pay your carton note an' buy you some smoke
Seen your man is convensary now, he startin' to worry
Sayin', ?Stay away from Bing an' 118
They really put it down, really put niggas in the ground
An' your really lucky if you only got a beat down?
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Somebody's mamma gonna cry tonight
'Coz it's murda, murda
Somebody's gonna bleed tonight
My nigga's gonna to eat tonight
Somebody's goin' six feet tonight
'Coz it's murda, murda, motherf**kers
Confidential, you need a whole lot of it
To bang with Bing in two bars, I can spoil your dream
Get mean? That could lead to things
Like me comin' for you in the middle of the night
With all black on, all you can see is the red light
The fo'-fo' special got you hopin', God bless you
Girl, won't forget you, once the bullets start the catch you
Games over, soldier, don't you see the f**kin' Range Rover?
With Bing in it, 10 more, 12th an' 118 in it
I started rappin' 'coz there's cream in it
But I still keep the crack, how for 5 or 6 fiends in it
A ring with the bling, bling in it
An' my brand new truck, bitches like the way I lean in it
Stop at the Stome, leave the keys in it
Dare you to leave in it, Bing'll make you believe in it
You've got a gut, put some trees in it
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Somebody's mamma gonna cry tonight
'Coz it's murda, murda
Somebody's gonna bleed tonight
My nigga's gonna to eat tonight
Somebody's goin' six feet tonight
'Coz it's murda, murda, motherf**kers
Need a hard rock between your legs, I see the red spot
Thug knot, all it takes is one shot to make your head rock
Take you out your spot
While in the Woodstock, ask about Bing on the block
F**k the cop, sell crack in blue top
Niggaz the size of dimes, y'all cowards must be outta ya mind
Thinkin' that Dave Bing won't shine
