Somebody
B.E.T.A. Lyrics

I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes
The singer is daydreaming about luxurious planes and expensive cars

The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops!
The singer's thoughts are interrupted by a doorbell and he makes a reference to how Salt-N-Pepa and Snoop Dogg sell records

I'm interrupted by a doorbell 3:52, who the hell Is this? I gets up quick Cock my shit Stop the dogs from barkin' Then proceed to walkin'
The singer is interrupted by the doorbell at 3:52 am and quickly grabs his weapon and silences his dogs before going to answer the door

Its a face that I seen before My nigga Sing, he used to sling on the 16th floor
The person at the door is a familiar face, the artist's friend Sing who used to sell drugs 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'?
The artist notices blood on Sing's sneakers and realizes he is holding a gun, so he asks if Sing is there to attack him or just to talk

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
Sing informs the singer that their friend C-Rock was attacked and critically injured. The singer knows that a violent retaliation will be necessary

'Cause 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 fucked Big Pop Head spinnin', reminiscin' bout my man C-Rock
The singer is an experienced criminal and plans to carry out his revenge smoothly and without detection, with the help of a silenced gun and a car to stash it in. He seeks comfort in memories of their friend C-Rock

Somebody gotta die If I go, you gotta go Somebody gotta die Let the gunshots blow Somebody gotta die Nobody gotta know That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid
The artist emphasizes the importance of carrying out his plan and avenging their friend. He is willing to kill without remorse and maintain secrecy

Fillin' clips he explained our situation Precisely, so we know exactly what we facin' Some kid named Jason In a Honda station, wagon Was braggin' About how much loot and crack he stackin'
The artist explains the plan to his accomplice, who provides him with information about their target. They know that a man named Jason is behind the attack and he has a lot of money and drugs

Rock had a grip so they formed up a clique A small crew 'Round the time I was locked up with you True indeed But yo nigga let me proceed
The artist explains that C-Rock was involved with a group of people and admits that he was in prison with his accomplice. He thanks his friend for letting him lead the situation

Don't fill them clips too high Give them bullets room to breathe Damn where was I? Yeah, run out of town, blew the fuck up D-Rock went home And Jay got stuck the fuck up
The singer reminds his accomplice not to overload the gun and to give the bullets space to fire properly. He then recalls how he was forced to leave town after a previous incident and how their friend D-Rock went home while Jason was attacked

Hit 'em twice Caught 'em right for the Persian white Pistol whipped his kids And taped up his wife He figured Rock set em up, no question Wet em up no less Than 50 shots in his direction How many shots? Man nigga, I seen mad holes What kinda gats? Heckler & Koch and Calicos
The artist reveals the violent attack on Jason, explaining how he was shot twice and how his family was also targeted. He suspects that C-Rock set up the attack and that they shot him more than 50 times with high-powered guns

But fuck that I know where all them niggas rest at In the buildin' hustlin' And they don't be strapped Supreme in black Is downstairs, the engine runnin' Find a bag to put the guns in And c'mon if you comin'
The singer knows where their enemies are and reveals that they are unarmed. He then prepares to leave with his accomplice and orders him to find a bag to store the weapons

Exchanged hugs and pounds before the throw down How it's gonna go down Lay these niggas low-down Slow down Fuck all that plannin' shit Run up in they cribs And make 'em catch the man n shit See niggas like you do ten year bids Miss the nigga they want And murder innocent kids Not I One niggas in my eye That's Jason Ain't no slugs gonna be wasted Revenge I'm tastin' at the tip of my lips I can't wait to feel my clip in his hips
The singer and his accomplice prepare to attack their enemies and plan to enter their homes and confront them directly. He focuses on his target, Jason, and is eager to taste revenge

Pass the chocolate Thai Sing ain't lie There's Jason with his back to me Talkin' to his faculty I start to get a funny feeling Put the mask on in case his niggas start squealin' Scream his name out Squeeze six knuckles shorter Nigga turned around holdin' his daughter
The singer and his accomplice locate Jason and prepare to attack. The singer puts on a mask to remain anonymous and calls out Jason's name before shooting him. However, they realize too late that Jason was holding his daughter when he turned around