Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off

(featuring Trife)

[Big Daddy Kane
In control and
So what the heck, the discoteque

Killah]
Bring all the and the buchanans
My click ran in and acted as blazin' as we still standin'
raid of Rich Gannon, I play the bench standin'
Front of them snitch cameras, up your bitch Hannon
Give her a quick to kiss glance
In the mix, I saw the bitch sniffin', dance
Slept on a peel, then her wrist, and burnt her quick
And stopped her wish, one of my wig in
is local, slick murder shit with a new rhyme hustle
Still bust you, you, head bust you, respect my muscle
a mean hooker, I'm not gonna tussle, I'll cut you
And that for any nigga who think that they better than me
in his face, fuck him up mentally
Real robe and pop my
Pop a cop if he show signs of any kinda my flow
This is real life lyricist, never a
See me clappin' the tools, improve my
The dude is, the is super steel
Fall back, take a look at my face, for
My attempts to kill, sent a gate to
his brain hit the windshields, brake ills

[Chorus:
Burn it it, aw, it
And you know, got to have set it
it, aw, burn it
What a life, not a life, ha, ha, ha,

Yo, get like syringe with dope in it
And you a dummy like crack bags soap in it
See, well I'mma got a scope with it, drama don't approach it
Blow you off the coast, now your momma got a coat it
Young nigga, smokin' marijuana the coke in it
Sellin' CD's, VCR's and the with it
Easy, duke, man I need this
Look at my face, all hairy like some kiwi
serious, showin' no teeth, holdin' my heat
Put his eyes in the back of his head, he to sleep
For fuckin' with a top boss, niggaz get off
I always drop shit for the like a cop's horse
Nigga you soft, scared to pop off
And I fire, my tongue's dipped in hot sauce
It'll burn you, and turn you
you bleed internal, get popped like kernels