Somebody gotta die, if I go you got to go
Somebody gotta die, let the gun shots blow
Somebody gotta die, nobody gotta know
The way of the world I keep a grip bitch
Somebody gotta die, if I go you got to go
Somebody gotta die, let the gun shots blow
Somebody gonna die, nobody gotta know
The way of the world I keep a grip bitch
Exchange daps before departure & praising fortunes
Bad luck
You can't afford it
Shorten circumstances on a purchase
If pigs enter the fortress it's f*ck a mortgage, we burn the house down
And build new courses in the morning, f*ck the courts, I'm going out important
Nobody got to die, nobody got to know that I killed your ass in the mix, bitch
Exchange hugs and pals before the throwdown, how is it gonna go down
Niggas think slow down, slow down
F*ck all that planet shit, wanna put they cribs in, make them cats abandon shit
See niggas like you do ten year bids, Mr. Nigga they want to murder innocent kids
Now I, one nigga's in my eye, that's Jason, ain't no sluts call me wasted
Revenge I'm tasting at the tip of my lips, I can't wait to feel my clip in his hip, past the chocolate
Time, shh, sing ain't loud, there's Jason with his back to me, talking to his faculty
I start to get a funny feeling, put the mask on in case this nigga start squealing
Scream his name out, squeeze six, nothing shorter
Nigga turn around holding his daughter
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