Luyện nghe bài hát Set Up

One, two, one, two, three,

First we got the crack, then we got the
Then they all the laws, it was a set up
Lockin' all the homies up
Gettin' 'em all shot in the streets, straight set up

I remember when the world crazy
Crack hit the streets in the '80s
before the crack they was smokin' fat
They it 'Freebase' an' rich folks did that

It's all but nobody in the hood
Put powder in water an' it, they never would
A boy did it, showed niggaz how to get it
The rich man's high got the ghetto

It used to be expensive, that ten shit
Turnin' out cute bitches that was innocent
Five years later, she to' up the flo' up
Niggaz used to her, now the bitch smell like throw up

I'm tellin' the truth
The man had a plan was killin' the youth
You can smoke it or sell it, if you choose, you
It was a set up, got everybody the blues

They gave you the crack to start flippin' your
You makin' your money, it's in stacks
You bought you gats for niggaz who jack
Put a 50 in the crib, motherfucker, bag

Somebody died, you're to war
You got a lot of straps an' you some more
You in the little leagues, AKs from the Middle
an' coke, you wanna get a piece?

It was a set up, what the O.G.'s say
I heard Rick got his from the CIA
A new of baller out in sunny Los Angeles
Benzes, houses, young niggaz this

got a taste an' all over the place
Detroit to Miami, they was rollin'
Down to I-75, whatchu need in
White Christmas, a bag of dope like Santa

need, homey, whatchu need? It was a set up
I got need, baby, I got whatever you need
You got the money, I got the

Don't look in his eyes, use automatic weapons
in the crowd an' keep steppin'
Read it later, wrong nigga got hit
Shot a gangster in the leg but you a little kid

Now in the fuck did the guns come from?
They to put 'em up an' say, You want some?
Now you get shot, makin' all loud noise
Have your on your side like the cowboys

'Cause you can make a lot of when you sellin' dope
your soul to the Devil, say, To hell with the Pope
At the Benz dealer, a hundred thousand cash
You like a hoe, money comin' out your ass

In a way, it's not your
You stupid as fuck, that's why you got
You get out an' I'm still amazed
You shoulda opened up a biz an' some real estate

I'm money, niggaz strapped like the military
Know how to it, package it an' get it there
You get You coulda been a CPA
When you that yay, tell the DEA

It ain't mine, I don't do no time
They got the new havin' niggaz snitchin' an' lyin'
'Cause what we do, y'all, we get our own hustle
I'm cool on the coke, I don't want no

I got a felony, I was in a bust
Got probation, they can't us
I got two gat an' I still ain't been to jail
They caught my little homey on the an' made him tell

He told about the an' the whole operation
I feel like the on a plantation
Now I'm stuck in an' don't wanna stay
I wish I was a kid so I go out an' play

set me up, man, it was a set up