Lyrics : Somebody Gotta Die (Melo Mix)

Shout Out 808 Melo

Ah, ah!
I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Lear jets and coupes
The way Salt shoops and how to sell records like Snoop (oops!)
I'm interrupted by a doorbell
3:52 - who the hell is this?
I gets up quick, c*cks my sh*t
Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
It's a face that I seen before
My n***a Sing, we used to sling on the 16th floor
Check it!
I look deeper; I see blood up on his sneakers
And his fist gripped a chrome four-fifth
So I dip
n***a, is you creepin' or speakin'?
He tells me C-Rock just got hit up at the Beacon
I opens up the door, pitiful: "Is he in critical?"
Retaliation for this one won't be minimal
'Cause I'm a criminal
Way before the rap sh*t
Bust the gat sh*t; Puff won't even know what happened
If it's done smoothly, silencers on the Uzi
Stash in the hooptie, my alibi: any cutie
With a booty that done f**k Big Pop
Head spinnin', reminiscin' 'bout my man C-Rock