Luyện nghe bài hát Set Set

Cook cocaine, put numbers on the set, who you fuck with?
I just cut four pills up in the deal up in the mix
Just fucked up my smoke 'cause ain't my smoker got my kicked
Bitch it ain't no snitching, play you get your throat slit
Bust to Phillipe, I cop a Tec, I got my Rolls blinged
Got expensive taste, won't even take head a broke bitch
Smoke that kush and pop them perkies, drank and snort that bitch
Back I was broke,
wouldn't even head from a broke bitch, bitch

Or a bag or a thot thot
I was seventeen with a knot
Never rocks in the slot box
out to my niggas on the lot lot
We gon' shut it down the narcs out
a fuck nigga feelings when you go and
fuck up a check at the car lot God

on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em the Mac, pop pop
in his chest, Fruit Loops
up on the set, doo doo

on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Loops
up on the set, doo doo

A karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
And my wrist is wet, I put it in the set set
Copping off the lot, I brought it to the set set
pop and drop a opp I did it for the set set

Whip it, it
it, whip it, whip it hard
Ain't no witness, no weapon, my I beat the charge
ice a nigga so i'mma swipe a nigga
put the new choppers on the Visa card
Told that pussy that this ain't no
motherfucking movie but you gotta your part
Get you cut for it, snap and put it on the boy
All rappers got humungous
choppers but I swear they got baby nuts boy

If you ever bought a chain back from a robber you a fuck boy
Putting duct tape on the fam,
flexing for the Gram get you boy
Who you boy? God damn

on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em the Mac, pop pop
in his chest, Fruit Loops
up on the set, doo doo

on my lap, hop out
Hit 'em the Mac, pop pop
in his chest, Fruit Loops
up on the set, doo doo

A karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
And my wrist is wet, I put it in the set set
foreigns off the lot, I brought it to the set set
Nigga pop and a opp I did it for the set set