The song Somebodyâ??s Gotta Die Tonight is performed by 50 Cent .
Ahaw man, eey you know where the niggaâs be at right?
Take me to âem.
Out through the hood I keep hearin niggaâs sayinâ Iâm sâposed to die tonight
Niggaâs come put a hit out, and they talkin like the shit OK,
Iâm down to ride tonight
We rollin, whip stolen, AK loaded,
Iâm down to ride tonight,
We smokin, straight loking, lock and loaded,
Somebody gon die tonight
This is nothing new I been in this position befo
Grandma crib
Niggaâs outside of her door
Different day same shit
Old Mac new clip
32 hollow tips
Gloves no rubber grip
Iâma boss but niggaâs neva show no respect
I catch em slippin
I have em tongkissin my TEC
Wan come test me pus*yboy donât try it
Police response never fast enough to shots fired
Donât be stupid find out who you f**king with son
âfo we find out where your bitch get her hair/nails done.
Itâs elementary
Life is but a dream
You know roll, roll your boat, your blood forms a stream
After you get hit
You shoud ve thought bout this shit
You took that paper
You take a life, fo your life get took bitch
Sometimes I sit and look at life from a different angle
Donât know if Iâm Godâs child or satanâs angelâ¦
Out through the hood I keep hearin niggaâs sayinâ Iâm sâposed to die tonight
Niggaâs come put a hit out, and they talkin like the shit OK,
Iâm down to ride tonight
We rollin, whip stolen, AK loaded,
Iâm down to ride tonight,
We smokin, straight loking, lock and loaded,
Somebody gon die tonight
In 2002 if you asked me to make a wish
I simply would ve wished that my music would be a hit big said
Damn niggaâs wanna stick me for ma paper then pray for my downfall
I understand it all, but me
Iâm a lil more flashier nigga, so chances are
That Iâma have to blast me a nigga
Iâm on that teflon vest shit
That wild wild west shit
Its 80101 carat stones in my necklace
I shine so hard
I make motherf**kers wanna kill me
Every projects and every hood I go they feel me
Know it sounds like rap but this shit is real B
I donât talk that rich shit but nigga Iâm filthy
When I come out to play and my mom aint with me
You can bet your bottom dollar that revolver with me
Homeboy frontin on me
Is shortenin you lifespand
Hold a mic with my left, my knife in my right hand
Out through the hood I keep hearin niggaâs sayinâ Iâm sâposed to die tonight
Niggaâs come put a hit out, and they talkin like the shit OK,
Iâm down to ride tonight
We rollin, whip stolen, AK loaded,
Iâm down to ride tonight,
We smokin, straight loking, lock and loaded,
Somebody gon die tonight