Somebody`s Gonna Die Tonight Lyrics

Somebody`s Gonna Die Tonight lyrics

f/ Wish Bone







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[Chorus] 



Somebody say yeah (yeah)



Somebody's gonna die tonight, gonna die tonight 



Say yeah (yeah)



Somebody's gonna die tonight, gonna die tonight







[Wish Bone]



If it's like that, fuck that give 'em what they want



Let 'em feel that, pap pap, throw him in the trunk 



Bye bye and you can die, and so can I 



If you wanna live just walk on by 



Some don't make it 



Bone Thugs, nigga what better show some love



Originators of that shit, you can't fuck with 



I got my dollars, you got your dollars we can ride 



And it ain't about money, we can all get high 



Shut 'em down, make em feel it come around my way 



Shut 'em down, you don't really wanna come and play 



The thug shit I spit, I live 



I'm a real thug nigga, put it on my kids 







Chrous







[Unforgiven] 



We tear the club up all night



Spit that raw shit to make the rowdy thugs fight 



Wreck cars like rock stars 



Recognize the backstreet creeper 



Ready for war my partner Wish got the street sweeper



Shut it down, hit the ground run for cover 



Unforgiven smash hip hop clutch burn rubber 



California spot us on the low up in the Hyatt 



No phone calls just thick broads no ??? for satisfaction 



Hit the block for action 



High paced, no escape, stomp out with duct tape



Heavyweight drink yak straight to my chest break



Marinate leave it to the golden state, dumpin' 







Chorus







[Unforgiven] 



Tryin' to keep my composure 



Off the Henn' and the Doja 



A step closer I'm goin' over 



But I can't fold the street tactics when I roll



Equipped to explode if you don't know then Mo' 



Floss got the Yak, Wish in the cut 



I only roll with villians that's down to give it up



Accumulatin paper, but twenties raw shit and major



A lot of bustas talk the talk, but ain't got the heart to start it 



Leave bodies spread apart in- 



The city where I come from 



Leavin broads tongue struck 



Messin with my money, get wrapped like a mummy 



Make ya nights sunny too much heat 



Bless the streets 







Chorus til fade