Luyện nghe bài hát Set It Off Troop

Yeah yeah, we cold in for '92
Yo showbiz, take 'em uptown
Word, we gonna do this right just about know, what I'm saying?
I'm gonna do

Set it off troop! get busy! (with black ass) (repeat 4x)

I shoot and throw rhymes, get the whole nine
Microphone 1, 2, yeah it's showtime
I gain fame when I and make shit plain
motherfuckers out the frame
Cause niggas try and diss me, me, knock me
Try to like copy, but motherfuckers sloppy
I'm a hard hitter, so you figure you rumble bigger
And when you me don't compare me to them other niggas
And the heresay
Cause I hem a up like motherfucking flare legs
And brothers that's trash I crush 'em
Straight up and down, fuck around and I'll bust ass
Word, I serve to the curb
I let you know I'm not the motherfucking
And if you thought I was you figured wrong
Some brothers think they can hang, but what them niggas on?
Run son, I ain't the one bum, so dial
If you thought you was a dum dum
Stand back, cause I knowledge, son
I school more than a fucking negro college fund

Set it off troop! get busy! (with black ass) (repeat 4x)

One two yeah, and let's
Suckers better town cause I'm a kick some shit now
The style they hope to get, can't cope with this
That's why playing the back, taking notes and shit
They got problems flipping poems
So whatever they smoking they'd better that shit alone
And y'all want to play hardball talking
Tearing up, man you couldn't rip a cardboard
So don't cause I'm a young fella
I rain on that ass you'll need more than an umbrella
I'm no on a rap tip
put my foot so far up your ass you'll be sitting on my lap, shit
I'm cooler superfly
I get the girls without a motherfucking suit and tie
I keep a and a low one
Who's down opp? yeah, I see you when my show's done
Mess around, I your frown
You better step, but young ladies just stick around

Set it off troop! get busy! (with your ass) (repeat 2x)

It's like that y'all, and I'm a flowing
So showbiz keep the beat going
I'm a keep doing my thang
I'm straight making papes so everything's kool & the
I'm all about cash and with bad figures
I don't have the to be dealing with them crab niggas
And on who's bad
I've been a bad motherfucker since niggas was wearing doo
It ain't no or a riddle, see
Motherfuckers to hang but they belong in the little leagues
Talking bout can rag finesse
Shit, I smoke them niggas a bag of cess
Wrapped up in paper
every time I get the chance I always kick some brand new flavor
I can drive any crazy
And why don't I cause that's not my style, baby
claim I don't excite them
If I was and dancing then them hoes would be "i like him!"
Yeah, shit is so game
You wanna see a nigga dance then the motherfucking soul train
I'm hardcore, I'm not or chancing it
I'm real ill with skills so fuck all that shit
And while I'm hanging up like the son of sam
Let other motherfuckers do the running man
Try and launch, you still harm this
Huh, I'll blow your monkey ass out the
On or tv, tour bench or cd
Lp or ep, them can't see me
Yeah, so try to get fash, clown
As quick as you come, I sit your ass down
to hang with the man, maybe one day fool
But for now save that praying for sunday
Cause I'm a meanace in this to the finish
And if I think I'm all that that's my motherfucking business
I'm to catch wreck (step to it kid)
(who's the motherfucking man? ) y'all who it is

Set it off troop! get busy! (with black ass) (repeat 2x)