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Utwór: It's a set up

  • wykonawca: Kurupt
  • wyświetleń: 744


     Let's do it doggs, ring ding dong
  Bitch (aha, aha), bitch (yeah what what what what what?)
  Beeitch (set up, set up, set up), beeitch (it's a set up)
  What they're doing? They're trying to...
  
  They're trying to set me up, they're trying to set me up
  They wanna set me up, they wanna set me up
  They're trying to set me up, they're trying to set me up
  They're trying to set me up, but check it out
  
  This is it, call it how you wanna call it
  Brawling, call in the headhunter, start headhunting
  How do you want it? I said we could spread arms
  Bust and stare, you wanna snatch a life, is that right?
  Wanna-get-rich ass nigga, snitch ass nigga
  Fake switch bitch ass nigga, up-in-to-get-lynched ass nigga
  Ain't nothing to it, raw doggs doing the lynching, master assassins
  Henchmen, the whole world's against me (fuck 'em)
  It's a million to one, Kurupt with one gun
  And a whole backyard of ammo
  Dump these lumps in nigga's backs like a camel
  Get torn and worn just like sandals, now his Willy came to an end
  You see that nigga he ride with, do him in
  This nigga's so sweet, he got my girl to set me
  Got her with the tech to tack me and disconnect me
  There's no (???) when you're playing Russian roulette
  They're trying to catch me, lay me down and sketch me
  Young Gotti, (???)
  Bringing the whole fucking entourage of murderous minds
  I don't know who rides with a mental dome, who will and who won't
  Trust me, they all wanna bust me, it's a set up
  
  Chorus:
  I don't give a fuck who you bring to the table
  And I don't give a fuck who you got with you
  You played me, you're Kane and I'm Abel
  Now the ammo drops, watch 'fore the glock hits you (it's a set up)
  Don't you know? You fuck around with death sentinel
  If you didn't learn you'd better start learning (it's a set up nigga)
  Aiming, bust and hit your left and you're cold
  That's how motherfuckers get murdered
  
  Hit the (???), fuck a sun roof, this car is dirty
  Dirty dirty buster, dirty motherfuckers
  Holler at the big homie Slop (what up Slop? what's up y'all?)
  Hit me on the hip, hit it quick on the dick
  Get this rap slapped in the clip
  You see this black nigga, you'd better duck him
  Thorough, in every neighborhood and borough, like motherfuck 'em
  Yeah you know me, oh you wanna show me a thang or two
  how y'all do, nigga show me, creep through slowly
  Friction, I can feel it all around me, my intuition
  LA gangbang mentality got me on a violent spree, violently
  Busting, dusting niggaz off silently
  I ain't even trying to be what I can be or could handle
  But niggaz trying to make me an example
  Go over to the West (to the West), niggaz wanna feud
  Go back to the East (to the East), niggaz wanna feud
  I'm 'bout to go to the North and South to see, what,
  are y'all niggaz on that same fucking bullshit, cuz? (I don't know)
  
  Chorus
  
  It's a set up motherfucker, what, it's a set up
  I'm tired of these bitch ass niggaz, it's a set up nigga
  
  Can't help it, hoes come through
  Me set, I know 'em, they're out to set me
  They wanna get me, get the homies
  The rainstorm's coming and every motherfucker's trying to wet me
  Yo it's unforgettable, no you can't touch me
  Clutch me like a mic, and do just what you like?
  Hell no nigga, even though you dislike me
  You wanna be just like me, niggaz they despite me
  See all the homies, I make loot like Spike Lee
  Dozens, rolling through with me, my homies and my cousins
  I give a fuck nigga, I could stay busting
  And still rock it right, and hit the spotlight
  Shine bright, these fake ass niggaz, snake ass niggaz
  Earthquake ass niggaz, I shake these niggaz
  Shake ass niggaz, thinking you can come through all the time
  Wanna fuck with Kurupt, I just sit, prepare the rhyme
  Now I'm all about the cash nigga
  Thinking you could come through
  You got your heater cocking on busts you just flashed nigga
  
  Chorus (2x)
  
  Murdered...
  What? Attack assassins, huh
  Just ask the homie D, he rides with me
  Just ask the homie Snoop, S-N-double O-P, he rides with me
  Just ask my big homeboy, my big homie, he rides with me
  Huh, ask 'em all, they ride with me
  Top doggs, D-O-double G's, they ride with me
  Ask my homie Big (???), he rides with me
  Ask the big homeboy B, he rides with me
  And the homie D, Slop, what? they ride with me
  Big C, he rides with me
  Big Tray D rides with me
  Big Sean D rides with me
  Big Breez, he rides with me
  K-U-R-U-P-T, beeitch!

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