Gotta Be

[Intro]

I know it's somebody somewhere homey (know it gotta be somebody)

That today they celebration (know it GOTTA be somebody)

I might not know ya

But I wanna celebrate wit'cha

[Hook: repeat 2X]

Gotta be somebody the police chasin that done got away

Gotta be somebody 'round the world today that'll beat they case

Gotta be somebody 'round the world got off probation today

Gotta be somebody 'round the world walkin out them prison gates

[Plies]

I'm happy for that nigga today, that done came home

And got that time behind 'em, now it's time to move on

I'm celebratin wit'cha, the reason I wrote this song

Hope you done became a better person since you been gone

I salute you my nigga dog for stayin strong

Now get'cha feet up under ya homey keep it goin

I hope ya walk straight, don't make the wrong turn

Them crackers waitin to send you off on another long run

Just enjoy yourself tonight and have fun

And don't go fuckin wit them niggas who ain't send ya nuttin

And if ya got kids, go on get 'em and catch up

I'm celebratin with you tonight, I'm holdin my cup up

[Hook]

[Plies]

He took them crackers to the do' and he beat 'em in trial

A lot of niggas thought you was gon' lose but you held it down

All I can tell you homey you made all the real niggas proud

They offered you a plea bargain but you turned it down

Stood in the paint what you believed in you did it in style

I know your family they was worried but now they can smile

Should be happy cause ain't too many of us beat 'em in a while

Just be careful in these streets cause this shit done got wild

A lot of niggas fucked up, so they playin it foul

He was your homeboy, he your co-defendant now

If you gon' get money, get it but lose the crowd

Niggas in prison cause they homeboys ran they mouth

[Hook]

[Plies]

To that young nigga who took 'em on a high speed chase

Ain't condonin what'cha did, I'm just glad ya got away

I know ya heart beatin fast, I'm just glad you're safe

Shit you had to hit it, you couldn't afford another case

You tried to play cool, but you shoulda seen your face

'git a motherfucker, lost 'em in broad day

Doin' a-hundred, dawg, goin down a one-way

Jumped out on 'em, turned into a foot race

'git know the streets, so they couldn't keep they pace

He had to throw his pistol, if they find it that's okay

You ain't gotta do it, but for you I'mma celebrate

Do me a favor dog, stay out them cracker face

[Hook]