Obie Trice f/ Nate Dogg - The Set Up Lyrics |
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Lyrics: [Intro - Obie Trice] bi*** I see you, cause you know I know you Yeah I know you. [Verse - Obie Trice] Last time I saw you You was brewed up, booed up, ready for a new f*** Last time you saw me I was P-I to the m*****f***ing M-P WHAT! And lately I heard you's a broke bi*** livin in the lower class suburb And lately the word is I live in a suburb and I don't f*** with birds She used to pump on the block Sell a nigga rocks, bail a nigga out BUT! She tried to plot on a nigga, vacan't lot one shot bi*** died go figure He used to pay this bi***, gave her lots of sh** f***'s wrong with this nigga man? He used to bring her through the hood Treat the bi*** to f***in good, my opinion We used to blaze with the bi***, faded off the lick she x-rays the clip This nigga bought braids for the bi*** Louis Vuitton kicks and tricked on some sucka sh** Meanwhile in the hood she drivin around good This bi*** thinks she's in Hollywood Meantime she settin the nigga up Telling us what his stuff she's ready to get him stuck WHAT! [Chorus - Nate Dogg (Obie Trice)] Thick thighs but she full of surprises I swear this bi*** is Shady (that's what I know) Sex on her mind all the time And you think that that's your baby (you don't know) You a good guy that's living a lie But she dove and played your safety (it's what I know) If you cool and she satisfied How come that bi*** just paged me? (you don't know) [Verse - Obie Trice] We had to ride on a nigga WATCH HIM! for the right time to get richer We decided when the hit was, run up on him, .45 in the ribs WHAT! This nigga screamed like a bi*** Showed us what his sh** hit her, hell of a lick BUT! The bi***, who told us bout the bricks exposed us to the nigga He knew that we'd come BUT! {*gun shot*} Meanwhile in his hood, his niggaz is suiting up and Timbed, looted up Rims and new trucks your man 'Livin It Up' Then a van with no hubs suddenly pulled up and erupt Shot a nigga the f*** up Just my luck, the bi*** got us both touched, it's like a rush The bi*** who blushed and smoked blunts wit us Turned out to be nuts, switched up Mixed up wit the wrong s*** Got my friend zipped up in the bag, it's all bad My niggaz got my back, in fact They caught on her Ave, flossin in another nigga cab [Chorus] More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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