Lyrics:
you one
Not the cididy one, nigga try to hit him up
Now you only get him up, set it up and wet it up
Nub from the hood, checking niggas on the daily
shit feelin' like a set-up"
Nigga, shut up
You say the wrong number, I might get up
I hear these niggas new get-up, it sound real Stove-ish (it sound
me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your chop top sour diesel
me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your chop top sour diesel
no love right where I grew up
You wanna show some love? Go ahead, they ah fill you up
They gon set you up and grab them Glocks, then go feed you slugs
we seven up
Bang bang
A wake up fuck u up
A nother shake it up
Bang bang
U suck back u up fuck in shot
Bang bang
U fuck u up got u set fuck up
You
And Im up in her mouth until i hit the dueces
Never had needed me when I was
Nevermind
Wanna hit again another Gemini
Ima pick it up and Ima set him up
the cutest but shawty wanna fuck me
You're not my wifey so I'm not here trying to cupcake
She hit me up trying to set us up a lunch date
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ain't
even a question bro
Let 'em in, let 'em in, let 'em in
She tryin' to top us, call up bro slime set it up, not a problem
Add another to the roster
Turn
let up till we gone
I'ma keep my head up and go head up with my foes
I'ma get this bread up and go set us up a home
I'ma write this letter, I'm indebted
Track fast (track fast)
Track fast (track fast)
Track fast (track fast)
It's all too fast
Split up (engineering)
Fed up (Car fearing)
Set up
the switches and levers to blow my cool
And when you know I'm broken
That's when you come shining through
You set me up to knock me down
And leave my
hands
The whole thing was a setup, a scam
They knew it was set up and planned
Niggas he worked with wet him and ran, and that's
Brother, brother
But,
on Joan of Arc
When I'm coming through these parts like just cut the dark
I'm a trendsetter, go getter, bringer back
'cause I'm fed up, ready to get a set
We sleep together, close and warm
We calm each other through the storm
We set up home, but in a while
We're tempted by another's smile
When it's all
bang bang
And throw your sets up nigga
Gang bang, bang bang
We keep long gats and big chains
I don't like havin sex, I like brains
And smoke some
up
(Tear the club up) Uh, uh
I sets up motherfuckin' Fresno bitches
Make 'em feel shit, real bitches reconize real shit
Only one bitch put it
the switches and levers to blow my cool
And when you know I'm broken
That's when you come shining through
You set me up to knock me down
And leave my
judges, lawyers, cops, and robbers
I wish I had a block of that shit
I give my block to my chick
And set up shop in this bitch
I wish I meant a country
In the words ofaaa in twelve years
Do you take and set up in some cove
Location in Whitby engländer Schweinhund
Why are you here? Why are you here?
Why
Gets 'em up in the morning
Sets 'em up in the morning (selling off my machinery) (two kinds of love)
Sets 'em up in the morning (selling off my
about me gossip, scared to death when I pop up
Yo time zone, cabron, madicon
Bitches callin' me up, tryin' to set me up
Like Amina and Gina, kid they
I knew it must've been some big set-up
All the action just would not let up
It's just a little bit back from the main road
Where the silence
the gunsmoke
Somebody got robbed and got fed up
So he set up the block to get wet up
One kid got caught down a dead-end street
Gunned him down from his
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