Luyện nghe bài hát The Set Up

Q.B. 1933
To nine-six nine-six
the shit

Nine-six, 600

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My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
They snatched off his Rolex, smacked his bitch
Why niggas acting illy word to Will he bout to it
I feel it, he shoulda been with it
Them sour they put to much flour in their coke
And got the to wonder why they're broke
we was gleaming, niggas was scheming
Seen the ill beaming
and doubling cream, had em fiending
To get they fingers on the dosa, I Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
me in the Bridge I'm bout to go loca
Left my rat beggin me to and stroke her
He through with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some Henn to bend me
My nigga Hav gotta
It's getting down, it's going kid
I heard he might not live, I'm back tears
these broads to put it in gear
With two females that don't smile they style yo
Whattup son, these niggas done something wild
You the clique well, Ramel with the gold in his grill
to get a name holding the steel
I attention to the females
Maintained bitches it get real
Sos' pulled me close and told me the
He both hoes'll peel
Spray shots and reload and still handle the
Point em out smoke a then chill
I layed back Escobar status, knowing The got it cornered
We on it, shit we was born

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, and trifeness
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
Perfect shit, Albert minds connect wit
sons, step back let the tech lift
Lift you up, you with a shorty then we set you up
the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
We finesse this, for RD, we chef
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds with
sons, step back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you wit a then we set you up

Hold it right there pull
That nigga there inside the Rover
I knew he'd be right here, I you
Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice
Polo pullover, big links and boulders
He's stunting, after he left my man that
Without a fair chance to back, but I'll be right back
He seen us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, delicious, handle yo' bidness
And step to him, shake your ass try to him
Do what ya do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with faces
Can turn niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, they was
By the way they walked, way talked
Only if they knew these girls'd spray New
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, could I you
He jumped out a Jeep, her tell him don't grab boo
started chatting, was only bout a minute, flat when
They in the back of the Jeep laughing
We followed them pollying, he thought the hoes Somalian
Probably to hit the Holiday Inn
I the phone and called the Mobb and them
We low about a hour or so these bitches movin too slow
We holding, what if them wild hoes started folding
Sosa, say no more, we started rolling
we got in they must have shot him, security wildin
There the girls go, up we out in
The 940, me and two shorties
The punk niggas got in the orgy

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, business and
I this, for R.D., we chef shit
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds wit
Dangerous sons, step let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you with a then we set you up

QBC, QueensBridge
Roping up
Cause our clique is
day another dollar
More money, more
this shit, Q.B. up in the house