Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off (Radio Remix)

ass
(Mmm hmm)

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

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

I walk with a limp, 'cause my heavy
And I like it the back so hold your butt steady
I I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin'
And momma I love pussy, but I ain't
Now prepare yourself for a smooth
You don't want it girl? You don't know, you missin'

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

Wodie, wassup, Wodette, wassup, Wodie,
Set it off in motherfucker
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, Nile's in this bitch, get right
Fuck what you heard on the it's CMR for life
ridin' on dubs, sippin' brown and white
Jump if you want bitch we gon' clown tonite

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

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

general, executin' the plan
Got a vision of the 3rd Ward, the land
Runnin' up on hoes, tellin' to jump in the van
Mommy please come break off 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 these is fake
The other 45 percent be handlin' weight
55 percent of women is hoes
The other 45 percent be playin' they

Mr. Officer, Mr.
these motherfuckin' cuffs off of us
We kill nobody in this car, for us
And ridin' on is the law for us

I ain't France but excuse my French
Fuck ya if ya hatin', save that then
I been dealin' wit you bitches from way then
Plus I kept a fire off the lay back in

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

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