Luyện nghe bài hát The Set Up

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To nine-six motherfucker
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Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
They snatched off his Rolex, smacked his silly
Why niggas illy word to Will he bout to feel it
I feel it, he been dealt with it
Them niggas sour they put to much in their coke
And got the nerve to wonder why they're
we was gleaming, niggas was scheming
Seen the ill beaming
Triple-beam and doubling cream, had em
To get they fingers on the dosa, I Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the I'm bout to go loca
my rat beggin me to stay and stroke her
He came through with two fly bitches, Venus and
With two macs inside the Volvo, up God, I'm still sober
I need some Henn to me over
My nigga Hav soldier
getting down, it's going down kid
I heard he might not live, I'm holding tears
these broads to put it in gear
With two females don't smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, these niggas done started wild
You know the clique well, Ramel with the gold in his
Tried to get a holding the steel
I paid to the females
Maintained bitches when it get
Sos' pulled me and told me the deal
He both hoes'll peel
Spray shots and reload and still handle the
Point em out smoke a Phil' 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, business and
I this, for R.D., we chef shit
Perfect shit, Albert minds connect wit
sons, step back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you with a shorty we set you up
Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, and trifeness
We finesse this, for RD, we shit
Perfect shit, Einstein minds connect with
Dangerous sons, step back let the lift
Lift you up, bless you wit a then we set you up

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

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

QBC, motherfucker
Roping up
our clique is thick
Another day another
More money, murder
this shit, Q.B. up in the house