Luyện nghe bài hát The Set Up

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To nine-six motherfucker
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Nine-six, 600

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My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
snatched off his Rolex, smacked his bitch silly
Why niggas illy word to Will he bout to feel it
I it, he shoulda been dealt with it
Them niggas sour put to much flour in their coke
And got the nerve to wonder why broke
While we was gleaming, was scheming
Seen the ill beaming
and doubling cream, had em fiending
To get they on the dosa, I called Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the I'm bout to go loca
Left my rat me to stay and stroke her
He came through with two fly bitches, and Vicious
With two macs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm sober
I need Henn to bend me over
My Hav gotta soldier
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 smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, these done started something wild
You know the clique well, Ramel the gold in his grill
to get a name holding the steel
I paid to the females
Maintained bitches when it get
Sos' pulled me close and me the deal
He said both peel
Spray shots and reload and still handle the
Point em out a Phil' then chill
I layed back Escobar status, knowing The got it cornered
We on it, shit we was with

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

Hold it right pull over
That nigga right inside the Rover
I knew he'd be here, I told you
Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice
Polo pullover, big links and boulders
stunting, after he left my man like that
Without a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be right
He never seen us, Sos' the mac to Venus
And Vicious, delicious, handle yo' bidness
And to him, shake your ass try to screw him
Do ya gotta do to get to him
A parasuco, with young faces
Can turn niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, they was
By the way they walked, way they
Only if they these girls'd spray New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, could I you
He jumped out a Jeep, heard her him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only bout a minute, when
They jumped in the back of the Jeep
We them pollying, he thought the hoes were Somalian
Probably to hit the Holiday Inn
I grabbed the phone and called the and them
We layed low about a hour or so these movin too slow
We both holding, what if them hoes started folding
Sosa, said say no more, we rolling
Before we got in they must have shot him, security
There the girls go, up we out in
The 940, me Sosa and two
The punk got murdered in the orgy

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

QBC, motherfucker
Roping up
Cause our clique is
Another day dollar
money, more murder
Fuck this shit, Q.B. up in the