Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's a Set Up, artist - Kurupt. Album song Who Ride Wit Us: Kurupt's Greatest Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.04.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Antra
Song language: English
It's a Set Up |
They’re trying to set me up, they’re trying to set me up |
They wanna set me up, they wanna set me up |
They’re trying to set me up, they’re trying to set me up |
They’re trying to set me up, but check it out |
This is it, call it how you wanna call it |
Brawling, call in the headhunter, start headhunting |
How do you want it? |
I said we could spread arms |
Bust and stare, you wanna snatch a life, is that right? |
Wanna-get-rich ass nigga, snitch ass nigga |
Fake switch bitch ass nigga, up-in-to-get-lynched ass nigga |
Ain’t nothing to it, raw doggs doing the lynching, master assassins |
Henchmen, the whole world’s against me (fuck 'em) |
It’s a million to one, Kurupt with one gun |
And a whole backyard of ammo |
Dump these lumps in nigga’s backs like a camel |
Get torn and worn just like sandals, now his Willy came to an end |
You see that nigga he ride with, do him in |
This nigga’s so sweet, he got my girl to set me |
Got her with the tech to tack me and disconnect me |
There’s no (???) when you’re playing Russian roulette |
They’re trying to catch me, lay me down and sketch me |
Young Gotti, (???) |
Bringing the whole fucking entourage of murderous minds |
I don’t know who rides with a mental dome, who will and who won’t |
Trust me, they all wanna bust me, it’s a set up |
I don’t give a fuck who you bring to the table |
And I don’t give a fuck who you got with you |
You played me, you’re Kane and I’m Abel |
Now the ammo drops, watch 'fore the Glock hits you (it's a set up) |
Don’t you know? |
You fuck around with death sentinel |
If you didn’t learn you’d better start learning (it's a set up nigga) |
Aiming, bust and hit your left and you’re cold |
That’s how motherfuckers get murdered |
Hit the (???), fuck a sun roof, this car is dirty |
Dirty dirty buster, dirty motherfuckers |
Holler at the big homie Slop (what up Slop? what’s up y’all?) |
Hit me on the hip, hit it quick on the dick |
Get this rap slapped in the clip |
You see this black nigga, you’d better duck him |
Thorough, in every neighborhood and borough, like motherfuck 'em |
Yeah you know me, oh you wanna show me a thang or two |
How y’all do, nigga show me, creep through slowly |
Friction, I can feel it all around me, my intuition |
LA gangbang mentality got me on a violent spree, violently |
Busting, dusting niggas off silently |
I ain’t even trying to be what I can be or could handle |
But niggas trying to make me an example |
Go over to the West (to the West), niggas wanna feud |
Go back to the East (to the East), niggas wanna feud |
I’m 'bout to go to the North and South to see, what |
Are y’all niggas on that same fucking bullshit, cuz? |
(I don’t know) |
It’s a set up motherfucker, what, it’s a set up |
I’m tired of these bitch ass niggas, it’s a set up nigga |
Can’t help it, hoes come through |
Me set, I know 'em, they’re out to set me |
They wanna get me, get the homies |
The rainstorm’s coming and every motherfucker’s trying to wet me |
Yo it’s unforgettable, no you can’t touch me |
Clutch me like a mic, and do just what you like? |
Hell no nigga, even though you dislike me |
You wanna be just like me, niggas they despite me |
See all the homies, I make loot like Spike Lee |
Dozens, rolling through with me, my homies and my cousins |
I give a fuck nigga, I could stay busting |
And still rock it right, and hit the spotlight |
Shine bright, these fake ass niggas, snake ass niggas |
Earthquake ass niggas, I shake these niggas |
Shake ass niggas, thinking you can come through all the time |
Wanna fuck with Kurupt, I just sit, prepare the rhyme |
Now I’m all about the cash nigga |
Thinking you could come through |
You got your heater cocking on busts you just flashed nigga |
Murdered… |
What? |
Attack assassins, huh |
Just ask the homie D, he rides with me |
Just ask the homie Snoop, S-N-double O-P, he rides with me |
Just ask my big homeboy, my big homie, he rides with me |
Huh, ask 'em all, they ride with me |
Top doggs, D-O-double G’s, they ride with me |
Ask my homie Big (???), he rides with me |
Ask the big homeboy B, he rides with me |
And the homie D, Slop, what? |
they ride with me |
Big C, he rides with me |
Big Tray D rides with me |
Big Sean D rides with me |
Big Breez, he rides with me |
K-U-R-U-P-T, beeitch! |