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lirik lagu the set up – obie trice

(feat. nate dogg)

[intro – obie trice]
b-tch 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-ck
last time you saw me
i was pi to the motherf-cking mp what!
and lately i heard you’s a broke b-tch livin in the lower cl-ss suburb
and lately the word is i live in a suburb and i don’t f-ck with birds
she used to pump on the block
sell a n-gg- rocks, bail a n-gg- out but!
she tried to plot on a n-gg-, vacan’t lot one shot b-tch died go figure
he used to pay this b-tch, gave her lots of sh-t
f-ck’s wrong with this n-gg- man?
he used to bring her through the hood
treat the b-tch to f-ckin good, my opinion
we used to blaze with the b-tch, faded off the lick she x-rated the clip
this n-gg- bought braids for the b-tch
louis vuitton kicks and tricked on some sucka sh-t
meanwhile in the hood she drivin around good
this b-tch thinks she’s in hollywood
meantime she settin the n-gg- 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 b-tch is shady (that’s what i know)
s-x 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 b-tch just paged me? (you don’t know)

[verse – obie trice]
we had to ride on a n-gg-
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 n-gg- screamed like a b-tch
showed us what his sh-t hit her, h-ll of a lick but!
the b-tch, who told us bout the bricks exposed us to the n-gg-
he knew that we’d come but! {-gun shot-}
meanwhile in his hood, his n-gg-z 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 n-gg- the f-ck up
just my luck, the b-tch got us both touched, it’s like a rush
the b-tch who blushed and smoked blunts wit us
turned out to be nuts, switched up
mixed up wit the wrong sl-t
got my friend zipped up in the bag, it’s all bad
my n-gg-z got my back, in fact
they caught on her ave, flossin in another n-gg- cab

[chorus]

- kumpulan lirik lagu obie trice