Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off

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(Mmm hmm)

(Uh huh, mm hmm)
Y'all don't know nuttin' 'bout me
(Mm hmm, uh huh)
Ya Ladies and gentlemen

I'ma T.C. soldier, New Orleans
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom pick ya rum up
I'ma find me some new and buy a Four-Runner

I walk with a limp, 'cause my nuts
And I like it from the back so your butt steady
I know I got some big lips, but I trippin'
And I love pussy, but I ain't lickin'
Now prepare for a smooth dickin'
You don't want it girl? You don't know, what you

I'm the baddest nigga walkin', you ain't heard?
I got a of head busters waitin' to give 'em the word
I gotta few in the East Coast, a few in the
to Mid-W, whattup to the rest
Can't forget about the ghetto they strugglin' in debt
No matter what I do dawg, I my set, ladies and gentlemen

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in this
Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in this

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker
Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker

The niggidy, niggidy in this bitch, get right
Fuck what you on the street it's CMR for life
Still ridin' on dubs, sippin' brown and
Jump if you want bitch we gon' clown tonite

We got twenty-five in the V.I.P.
Cristal and 40 and a pound of weed
I know you wait for me to get drunk and follow me
Picture I'ma give you though, a shot to yo' dome

it if your boys gon' be talkin' they gon' get hit too
I'm not givin' a fuck, long as I get you
Jamie, Fresh, Joe,
Ya admit ha, Juvie a motherfucker

general, executin' the plan
Got a vision of the 3rd Ward, rulinn the
Runnin' up on hoes, tellin' them to in the van
please come break off just me and my man

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in this
Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in this

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker
Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in this

55 percent of niggaz is fake
The 45 percent be handlin' they weight
55 percent of these is hoes
The other 45 percent be they role

Mr. Officer, Mr.
Take motherfuckin' cuffs off of us
We ain't kill nobody in car, for us
And ridin' on is the law for us

I from France but excuse my French
Fuck ya if ya hatin', nigga that then
I been dealin' wit you bitches from way then
Plus I a fire duck off the lay back in

You say my played me and J be tight
'Cause Juvie takin' care, so everything
Bitches see the sliver seraph wit them phat ass
Bein' followed by some niggaz on bad ass bikes

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker
Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker
Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker