Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off

[Intro: Jada Pinkett Smith, Queen Latifa, & Vivica A.
This money got you
Now what you do?
Rob another goddamn
What the fuck is y'all
Hold up, we said once,
To get enough to get us up outta here
And that's all it is,
We some real money

1]
These niggas can't smoke or drink with me (at all)
The realest alive, come and with me
I'm in your city, bad bitches link with me (link up)
First class, I don't check bags, I just carry on all this Louis (LV)
Just hit your wife, she on some groupie (yeah)
I found me a bad and a boujee (bad)
I out the wagon with hooligans
I ask for back but I'm back in the again
I dropped out of class, don't tutorin' (fuck em)
600, I'm maneuverin'
Maybach this week (this week)
I need some head I get weak (uh)
GemStar at your wind (uh)
Black .40 match the seats (ooh)
I might pull up than 10 deep (more)
got that white, boy, no NSYNC (white)
I up my thumbs and I send three
I got the pump in the Benz (facts)
I leave all on your t-shirt (shirt)
niggas just pussies, they been sweet (I know it)
You wouldn't believe what I been
Used to bend through on the 10 (uh)

Head of the family, I talk (never talk)
I'm gettin' a pedicure (pedicure)
Don't know what to say, I done it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I 'em all (read 'em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain't call (never call)
Run in the and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I talk (never talk)
I'm somewhere a pedicure (pedicure)
Don't what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors me, I read 'em all (read 'em all)
up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain't never (never call)
Run in the and I set it off (set it off)

2]
I'm somewhere a manicure
for my chain and I'm lettin' this hammer off
.40 on me, don't check the artist
crippin', I'ma rep regardless
We for you and your man and the way we gon' throw it at him, he an extra target
I ain't into all extra talkin' (nah)
He ridin' with you, then the park him
I let a hollow go right in his face then by him like I never saw him
The price stay, we don't bargain (never)
Investin' right, I'ma the market
They talk like they but never walk it
If twelve niggas front, that's coffins (eleven)
I throw 'em thirty and to Boston (thirty)
That a .30, you better toss 'em (throw that)
I flip the like,