Luyện nghe bài hát The Set Up

Q.B. 1933
To nine-six motherfucker
the shit

Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
They snatched off his Rolex, smacked his silly
Why niggas acting illy word to Will he to feel it
I feel it, he shoulda been with it
niggas sour they put to much flour in their coke
And got the nerve to wonder why broke
While we was gleaming, niggas was
Seen the ill beaming
Triple-beam and cream, had em fiending
To get they fingers on the dosa, I Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
Meet me in the I'm bout to go loca
my rat beggin me to stay and stroke her
He came through with two fly bitches, and Vicious
two macs inside the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some to bend me over
My nigga Hav gotta
It's getting down, it's down kid
I heard he might not live, I'm holding tears
Told these to put it in gear
two females that don't smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, these niggas started something wild
You know the well, Ramel with the gold in his grill
to get a name holding the steel
I paid to the females
bitches when it get real
Sos' pulled me and told me the deal
He said both hoes'll
Spray shots and reload and still handle the
Point em out smoke a Phil' chill
I layed back Escobar status, The Firm got it cornered
We on it, shit we was born

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

Hold it right pull over
nigga right there inside the Rover
I knew he'd be right here, I you
Let's get him now, at him smile, ice Bulova
Polo pullover, big links and boulders
He's stunting, after he left my man that
a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be right back
He never seen us, gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, lookin delicious, yo' bidness
And step to him, shake your ass try to him
Do what ya do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with faces
Can turn niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, was amused
By the way they walked, way talked
Only if knew these girls'd spray New York
If they had to, him ask Venus, could I have you
He out a Jeep, heard her tell him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was bout a minute, flat when
They in the back of the Jeep laughing
We followed pollying, he thought the hoes were Somalian
Probably to hit the Holiday Inn
I the phone and called the Mobb and them
We layed low about a hour or so these bitches too slow
We both holding, if them wild hoes started folding
Sosa, say no more, we started rolling
Before we got in they must have shot him, security
There the go, hurry up we out in
The 940, me Sosa and two
The punk niggas got murdered in the

Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, business and
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
Perfect shit, Albert minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, step back let the tech
you up, bless you with a shorty then we set you up

QBC, motherfucker
niggas up
Cause our clique is
Another day another
money, more murder
Fuck this shit, Q.B. up in the