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lirik lagu nas escobar - the set up

[verse 1]

across the island i was wildin, spittin my 9 milli
took out my glock, pop and i shot this b-tch silly
sosa in the back, with the mac, then he spat
wettin n-gg-s up, f-cked up, fallen in a trap
over some loose crack, we was bout to get layed
get sprayed, with a a k, won’t see the light of day
“wet it up”, my n-gg- came, fully chrome kitted up
didn’t get touched, instead i stood up and lit a dutch
blazing up, gazin up, to see a n-gg- a jumpin
stoppin, and pumpin, made a backflip and smacked him
not with my hand, with my strap, his face flowed like sand
dropped and grabbed, my gat, sh-t, to end him and that
sosa pulled over, in a rover, told me to strap back
in the front, i came up and pulled out a buddha sack
feds was on us, so we focused on gettin out
dead presidents in the trunk, f-ck, they won’t shout
they dead, we here, with a spliff, we low key
smokey, sippin fourties, me, sosa and two shortys
black became blue n red, i look to my left
it was the feds, tryna take our street cred, so we sped
through the island, ain’t no keepin silent, theyd spot us
f-ck us n all, made a call, got told they got us
thoughts through my dome, i dont care im goin home
i ain’t alone, n keepin pr-ne, even if they do got drones
so i grabbed a b-tch by her t-tch, sosa made a switch
she was gona snitch, so i threw her out n made her flip
cops stopped, we ran out, carryin straps n glocks
rushin to the safe spot, ready to take shots n pop
mad guns, shootin at us, i ducked, bout to bust
jumped in the lake and unloaded with mad slugs
no more orgy, shortys h-t, shots from a chrome forty
dont look but got my ice so h-ll fire can’t scorch me

[hook]

its the set up, n-gg-s gona get wet up

you fed up, we still gona wet up. its the set up

dont keep ya head up, we gone put it down

its the set up and we dont like to f-ck around

its the set up, n-gg-s gona get wet up

you fed up, we still gona wet up. its the set up

dont keep ya head up, we gone put it down

its the set up and we dont like to f-ck around

[verse 2]

impacted, guns blasted, we was trapped sh-t
what the f-ck we gona do are we gona take mad hits
like it was the matrix, turned to look at my desert eagle
this the sequel, told the eagle im gone feed u
hungry as two rifles, my man swoops to fight you
aimed down the sights, this was bout to turn trifle
as the bullet bites you, the flame dont feel the same
stuck in another game, this sh-t make a man feel insane
sosa wit a jet ski saved me from the pigs wettin me
spittin 3 at a time, finga trigger on his nine
lights beamin, my ice was gleamin, we was schemin
like a virgin with his p-n-s, they was comin out like s-m-n
sosa got a tighter grip n went beneath
out of d-mn sight, no k!llin me, we out for mo cheese
runnin in a tunnel we was buggin, thinkin of em n-gg-s comin
drippin down was water, made the whole sh-t colder
a volvo drove up, sosa said it was his n-gg-
sh-t was so black, i saw my figure, like it was a mirror
routin to our hood, foot on the pedal
sunk in the seat, tinted wit heat saw a bird lookin metal
still on the hunt, we didn’t give a f-ck, besides the trunk
cashed out, blast out any n-gg- who wana stunt
the whole journey, it was burnin me, hand on my nine
at night, crime left with a fine as if it was two times
other hand gripped on a mac, ready to spit
get into sh-t, but then sosa told me we at the crib
slammed the door, on the way to floor number four
i layed back, kicked back, my whole body was sore
“dont even trip my n-gg-, pick a b-tch or maybe 6”
looked around and saw the room was packed with tricks
i took one, hand on her -ss, all the way to the bed
hand on her head, she went down n got my d-ck wet
sh-t the feds, just as i was bout to c-m, i heard mad guns
didn’t have my strap, we was f-cked

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