notorious BIG somebody’s gotta die I’m sittin in the crib dreamin about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops! I’m interrupted by a doorbell 3:52, who the hell Is this? I gets up quick Cocks my shit Stop the dogs from barkin Then proceed to walkin Its a face that I seen before My nigga 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 Nigga, 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 Cuz I’m a criminal Way before the rap shit Bust the gat shit 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 don’t fuck the Pop Head spinnin, reminiscin bout my man C-Rock [Chorus: repeat 2X] Somebody’s gotta die If I got, you gotta go Somebody’s gotta die Let the gunshots blow Somebody’s gotta die Nobody gotta know That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid [Verse Two:] Fillin clips he explained our situation Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin Some kid named Jason In a highway station, raggin Was braggin About how much loot and crack he stackin Rock had a grip so they formed up a clique Small crew ‘Round the time I was locked up with you True indeed But yo nigga let me proceed Don’t fill them clips too high Give them bullets room to breathe <b>…</b>