Nas

Nas - The Setup songtekst

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Verse One:
 My minds set  son got wet  Im vexed really
 snatched of his rolex  smacked his bitch silly
 Why niggas actin illy word to willy bout to feel it
 I feel it he should of been dealt wit it
 Dem niggas sour  they put to much flour in they coke
 (Hav and Nas: and got the nerve to wonder why they broke)
 while we were gleamin  niggas was schemin  seen the ill beamers
 beamin triple beam double in cream had em feenin
 to get they fingers on the dosa I called Sossa
 Sossa these niggas hit the god bring the toasta
 meet me in the Bridge Im about to go loca
 He came thru wit two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
 wit two macs inside the Volvo, what up god
 I'm still sober, I need some Hen to bend me over
 my nigga Hav got soldier. It's goin down it's goin down kid
 I heard he might not live, I'm holdin back tears
 I told these broads to put it in gear
 wit two females that dont sound in they style son
 What up son, these niggas done started somethin wild
 You know the clique well Ramel with the gold in his grill
 tried to get a name holdin the steel
 I paid attention to the females, maintain bitches when it gets real
 Soss pulled me close and told me the deal
 he said both hoes sprayed shots and still handle the wheel
 point em out smoke a phill and chill
 I layed back Escobar status, me and the Firm got it cornered
 we on it shit we was born wit.....

 Chorus: Havoc

 Spark the Lai, QBC yo its do or die
 we in this the business and trifeness
 I finesse this for we chef shit, perfect shit
 aba asta minds connect wit dangerous sons pull back let the tech lift
 lift you up bless you wit a shorty then I set you up...

 (repeat one more time -- sub "I" with "we")



 Verse Two:

 Hold it right there pull over, dat nigga right there
 inside the Rover, I knew he be right here I told ya
 let's get him now, look at him smile Ice blew over
 pull o pull over big links and rockin boulders
 He stunting after he left my man like that
 without a fair chance to fight back, (Hav and Nas: but I be right back)
 He never seen us Soss gave the mac to Venus and Vicious
 lookin delicious handle yo business and step to em
 shake yo ass try to screw em do
 what ya got to do to get to em
 A tight parasucco with young faces can turn niggas Buttafuco
 of all ages, they was amused with the way they walked way
 they talked, only if they knew these girls had sprayed New York
 if they had too, heard him ask Venus "Can I have you?"
 he jumped out the jeep heard her tell him "Dont grab boo"
 they started chattin was only about a minute
 flat line they jumped in the back of the jeep laughin
 We followed them polian
 they probably thought the hoes were Somalian
 probably when they hit the Holiday Inn
 I grabbed the phone and called the Mobb and them
 we layed low about a hour or so these bitches movin too slow
 We both holdin, What if them wild hoes started foldin?
 Sossa said say no more we started rollin
 before we got in they must had shot em, security wildin
 there the girls go hurry up we outin
 the 940 me, Sossa and two shortys
 the punk niggas got murdered in the orgy...

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