Sets Up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Huh?
Show these niggas I don't need no fucking tune man
Weez!
My niggas stepping if you want smoke
And all I got is weed
But I could show you where to get coke
I'm smoking out the p
While this bitch
She giving good throat
And they know where to come
If they really want that good smoke
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
223's and ar15's
All them clips extended
And them bitches come with beams
Have my niggas do you dirty
Leave you on the scene
And I won't ever chase a bitch
I only chase the green
And while I'm here I gotta flex up
Tell them niggas quit it
They know that my niggas next up
Tell me what you reppin
Throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin
Throw your sets up
I know they heard them bagboys run the city
No it ain't Mardi Gras
Still we got bitches showing titties
And I'm at every second line
But still I got my glizzy
I just don't never feel the same
If I ain't got it with me
She like my drip yeah I'm designer down
This that new shit I just mixed it
With that chopper sound
You love them bitches
But I'm loving how this chopper sound
I said I'm loving how this chopper sound
My niggas stepping if you want smoke
And all I got is weed
But I could show you where to get coke
I'm smoking out the p
While this bitch
She giving good throat
And they know where to come
If they really want that good smoke
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
Yeah
Some real chopper city shit
Ya heard me
We ain't lacking though nigga
We got them choppers for real
No cap on that one
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Huh?
Show these niggas I don't need no fucking tune man
Weez!
My niggas stepping if you want smoke
And all I got is weed
But I could show you where to get coke
I'm smoking out the p
While this bitch
She giving good throat
And they know where to come
If they really want that good smoke
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
223's and ar15's
All them clips extended
And them bitches come with beams
Have my niggas do you dirty
Leave you on the scene
And I won't ever chase a bitch
I only chase the green
And while I'm here I gotta flex up
Tell them niggas quit it
They know that my niggas next up
Tell me what you reppin
Throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin
Throw your sets up
I know they heard them bagboys run the city
No it ain't Mardi Gras
Still we got bitches showing titties
And I'm at every second line
But still I got my glizzy
I just don't never feel the same
If I ain't got it with me
She like my drip yeah I'm designer down
This that new shit I just mixed it
With that chopper sound
You love them bitches
But I'm loving how this chopper sound
I said I'm loving how this chopper sound
My niggas stepping if you want smoke
And all I got is weed
But I could show you where to get coke
I'm smoking out the p
While this bitch
She giving good throat
And they know where to come
If they really want that good smoke
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
I got that fire yeah I'm slanging that iron
And if a nigga running up
I hit him dead in his spine
Yeah
Some real chopper city shit
Ya heard me
We ain't lacking though nigga
We got them choppers for real
No cap on that one
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
Tell me what you reppin throw your sets up
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Writer(s): Dwayne Morrison
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