Luyện nghe bài hát The Set Up

Q.B. since
To nine-six motherfucker
the shit

Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm really
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 niggas they put to much flour in their coke
And got the nerve to why they're broke
we was gleaming, niggas was scheming
Seen the ill Beamers
Triple-beam and doubling cream, had em
To get they fingers on the dosa, I Sosa
Sosa these niggas hit the God bring the
Meet me in the Bridge I'm bout to go
Left my rat beggin me to stay and her
He came with two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two macs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still
I need some to bend me over
My nigga Hav gotta
It's getting down, it's going kid
I he might not live, I'm holding back tears
Told these broads to put it in
With two that don't smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, these done started something wild
You know the clique well, Ramel with the gold in his
Tried to get a name holding the
I paid attention to the
Maintained when it get real
pulled me close and told me the deal
He both hoes'll peel
Spray shots and reload and still the wheel
Point em out smoke a then chill
I layed back Escobar status, The Firm got it cornered
We on it, we was born with

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

it right there pull over
That nigga right there the Rover
I knew be right here, I told you
get him now, look at him smile, ice Bulova
Polo pullover, big links and boulders
He's stunting, after he left my man like
Without a fair chance to fight back, but be right back
He never us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, delicious, handle yo' bidness
And step to him, your ass try to screw him
Do ya gotta do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with young
Can niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, they was amused
By the way they walked, way talked
Only if they knew these spray New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, I have you
He jumped out a Jeep, heard her tell him grab boo
started chatting, was only bout a minute, flat when
They jumped in the of the Jeep laughing
We followed them pollying, he thought the hoes were
wanted to hit the Holiday Inn
I grabbed the and called the Mobb and them
We layed low about a or so these bitches movin too slow
We both holding, what if them wild hoes started
Sosa, said say no more, we started
Before we got in they have shot him, security wildin
There the go, hurry up we out in
The 940, me Sosa and two
The niggas got murdered in the orgy

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