Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off (Radio Remix)

ass
(Mmm hmm)

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

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

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

I'm the baddest boss nigga walkin', you heard?
I got a team of head busters 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 forget about the 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 this
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

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

We got choppers in the V.I.P.
Cristal and 40 yack and a of weed
I know you for me to get drunk and follow me home
Picture what I'ma give you though, a shot to yo'

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

I'ma general, the plan
Got a vision of the 3rd Ward, the land
up on hoes, tellin' them to jump in the van
Mommy please 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 motherfucker

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

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

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

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

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