Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off

[Intro: Pinkett Smith, Queen Latifa, & Vivica A. Fox]
money got you trippin'
Now what you do?
Rob another goddamn
What the fuck is thinkin'?
Hold up, we said once,
To get change 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 alive, come and meet with me
I'm in your city, bad bitches link with me (link up)
First class, I check bags, I just carry on all this Louis shit (LV)
Just hit wife, she on some groupie shit (yeah)
I found me a bad and a bitch (bad)
I jump out the wagon 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 head 'til I get weak (uh)
GemStar at your wind (uh)
Black .40 match the seats (ooh)
I pull up more than 10 deep (more)
Still got white, boy, no NSYNC (white)
I up my thumbs and I send three
I got the pump in the Benz (facts)
I leave blood all on your (shirt)
These niggas just pussies, they been (I know it)
You believe what I been through
Used to through on the 10 speed (uh)

Head of the family, I talk (never talk)
I'm somewhere gettin' a (pedicure)
Don't know what to say, I done it all (said it all)
Rumors me, I read 'em all (read 'em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me 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)
of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I'm somewhere gettin' a (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 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
Reach for my chain and I'm lettin' this off
.40 on me, they don't check the
crippin', I'ma rep regardless
We lookin' for you and your man and the way we gon' throw it at him, he an extra
I into all that extra talkin' (nah)
He ridin' you, then the TEC'll park him
I let a hollow go right in his face then walk by him I never saw him
The price stay, we don't bargain (never)
Investin' right, I'ma the market
They talk like they gangsta but walk it
If twelve niggas front, that's coffins (eleven)
I throw 'em and head to Boston (thirty)
That here a .30, you better 'em (throw that)
I flip the like,