Luyện nghe bài hát The Set Up

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the shit

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My mindset, son got wet
I'm really
They off his Rolex, smacked his bitch silly
Why niggas acting illy word to he bout to feel it
I it, he shoulda been dealt with it
Them niggas sour they put to flour in their coke
And got the nerve to wonder why broke
While we was gleaming, was scheming
the ill Beamers beaming
Triple-beam and cream, had em fiending
To get they on the dosa, I called Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the Bridge I'm to go loca
Left my rat me to stay and stroke her
He came through two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
two macs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some to bend me over
My Hav gotta soldier
It's getting down, it's down kid
I heard he might not live, I'm holding tears
Told these broads to put it in
With two females that don't smile they style yo
Whattup son, these niggas done started something
You know the clique well, with the gold in his grill
to get a name holding the steel
I paid to the females
bitches when it get real
Sos' pulled me close and me the deal
He said both peel
Spray shots and reload and still handle the
Point em out smoke a Phil' chill
I layed back Escobar status, The Firm got it cornered
We on it, shit we was born

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, and trifeness
I this, for R.D., we chef shit
Perfect shit, Albert minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, step let the tech lift
Lift you up, you with a shorty then we set you up
the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
We finesse this, for RD, we chef
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds connect
Dangerous sons, step let the tech lift
Lift you up, you wit a shorty then we set you up

it right there pull over
That nigga right there inside the
I knew be right here, I told you
get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova
Polo pullover, big links and boulders
He's stunting, he left my man like that
a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be right back
He never us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, lookin delicious, handle yo'
And step to him, shake ass try to screw him
Do ya gotta do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with young
Can turn niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, was amused
By the way they walked, way talked
Only if they knew these girls'd spray New
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, could I you
He jumped out a Jeep, heard her him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only a minute, flat when
They jumped in the of the Jeep laughing
We followed them pollying, he thought the hoes were
Probably to hit the Holiday Inn
I grabbed the phone and the Mobb and them
We layed low about a or so these bitches movin too slow
We both holding, what if them wild hoes started
Sosa, say no more, we started rolling
Before we got in they must have him, security wildin
the girls go, hurry up we out in
The 940, me Sosa and two
The punk niggas got murdered in the

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, and trifeness
I this, for R.D., we chef shit
Perfect shit, Einstein minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, step back let the lift
Lift you up, you with a shorty then we set you up

QBC, motherfucker
niggas up
Cause our clique is
Another day dollar
More money, murder
Fuck shit, Q.B. up in the house