Set It Songtext
von Sheek Louch
Set It Songtext
Ayo, drop that shit, nigga
(wooh, wooh, yeah, yeah)
Sheek Louch, nigga(Sheek Louch, nigga)
You know how we doing this shit, man(D-block, yeah)
Album dropping soon, motherfuckers
After taxes(after taxes)
They already know something
I still got the streets on smash, nigga(yeah)
I ain′t never went nowhere, bitch
Hey, yo, it's time to set it off
South been doing their thing, but it′s time for the North
D-Block, nigga(D-Block)
He cock Fuck George Bush bumper sticker(uh huh)
Yeah, I'm rude
Y'all can suck dick, my dude(watup my dude)
These front niggas out in the nude
Half the taxes
Big 9 pointed at him soon as he relaxes
Two-way gone crazy, motherfucker, get the faxes
Sheek the new buzz
We got blood(we got blood), We got cars(we got cars), we′re robbin′ again
They hiding again(they hiding again)
Real niggas gonna come out(yeah)
Pop till they run out(yeah)
Then they gotta run out
The club with their gun out
Roof to 38, shells over the gate
Take a piss on my hand, the gunpowder straight
Mad junkies tracking my red monkeys(yeah)
White beater, haze in the one sheeter
This summer, I ain't never met you yet(this summer)
But when I do
I′ma drop the top
Cock the Glock(uh huh,uh huh), throw the white tee over(yeah)
Drink a iced tea over
Something with the poke out
You gon' know my coke out
Seemers on me, I′m playing the numbers(yeah)
Doing head cracks, fucking with the youth in the park
Got a six pack, whoever old enough, I'll spar
Got the munchies from smoking hashish and pipes
Eat a slice, wipe my hand off of baby wipes
Sheek nice, I spit like my front teeth missing
G-Unit dissing, use 50 mouth to pissing
(Yeah nigga, Sheek Louch nigga)
Let′s go, let's go, let's go, let′s go(wooh)
(wooh, wooh, yeah, yeah)
Sheek Louch, nigga(Sheek Louch, nigga)
You know how we doing this shit, man(D-block, yeah)
Album dropping soon, motherfuckers
After taxes(after taxes)
They already know something
I still got the streets on smash, nigga(yeah)
I ain′t never went nowhere, bitch
Hey, yo, it's time to set it off
South been doing their thing, but it′s time for the North
D-Block, nigga(D-Block)
He cock Fuck George Bush bumper sticker(uh huh)
Yeah, I'm rude
Y'all can suck dick, my dude(watup my dude)
These front niggas out in the nude
Half the taxes
Big 9 pointed at him soon as he relaxes
Two-way gone crazy, motherfucker, get the faxes
Sheek the new buzz
We got blood(we got blood), We got cars(we got cars), we′re robbin′ again
They hiding again(they hiding again)
Real niggas gonna come out(yeah)
Pop till they run out(yeah)
Then they gotta run out
The club with their gun out
Roof to 38, shells over the gate
Take a piss on my hand, the gunpowder straight
Mad junkies tracking my red monkeys(yeah)
White beater, haze in the one sheeter
This summer, I ain't never met you yet(this summer)
But when I do
I′ma drop the top
Cock the Glock(uh huh,uh huh), throw the white tee over(yeah)
Drink a iced tea over
Something with the poke out
You gon' know my coke out
Seemers on me, I′m playing the numbers(yeah)
Doing head cracks, fucking with the youth in the park
Got a six pack, whoever old enough, I'll spar
Got the munchies from smoking hashish and pipes
Eat a slice, wipe my hand off of baby wipes
Sheek nice, I spit like my front teeth missing
G-Unit dissing, use 50 mouth to pissing
(Yeah nigga, Sheek Louch nigga)
Let′s go, let's go, let's go, let′s go(wooh)
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