Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Set It Off, artist - Main Source.
Date of issue: 21.04.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Set It Off |
Set it off, set it off, set it off, set it Set it off, set it off, set it off |
I’m sayin 'WHAAAT?'to niggas that act like wreck |
When I flash the Tec and hit a nigga in his neck |
With two slugs, blood is a sign of vic |
And if his bitch wannna snitch she can bite the dick |
That’s my word, anything goes for the hoes |
I’m snatchin rings, earrings, jewels and clothes |
From the ghetto, tryin to get my hands on a ki |
So fuck Mike cause niggas wanna be like me They think I’m crazy, nigga, like a bag of dust |
I don’t listen to the fuss cause I’m tryin to bust |
With the muthafuckin BM drop, 325 |
By the way, me and my crew, we real live |
Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds |
Niggas can’t fuck around with the bloody words |
Aiyo, watch buckshots at midnight like I’m a fuckin crook |
Do stick-up's, head north, get the cash and book |
I make ends but it depends on my type of vic |
If it’s a dealer the Tec-9 will gun him quick |
Who’s to say if I want, money, and if I will |
I let it rip and up close so watch a temple spill |
Mad blood everywhere but who says I did it Bullets stay caught up in my gun, they wouldn’t fit it Cause I’m blastin with a cannon every fuckin hour |
22's don’t work, I need the double power |
Watch your back for the wall, Lox hit the street |
And stay low for the stray bullets pass your meat |
Mad young but I don’t give a hoot |
So I just pollute and kickin heads with the fuckin boot |
So put your dicks up, money, or head north |
Or head for the border from a squad decide to set it off |
Set it off, yo, set it off (4X) |
I know you niggas don’t want drama cause I’ma tear that ass out the frame |
I was born insane and surrounded by the drug game |
It ain’t a damn thing changed, I still chill |
With the Glock on the block tryin to make a mill |
Niggas is done for fun, so don’t test, son |
I find a victim and stick him and move to the next one |
Serial killer, but I ain’t after Captain Crunch |
I murdered the Brady Bunch cause I’m out to lunch |
Lost my brain in the drug game, I love to do the wrong thing |
I make g’s from sellin ki’s of cocaine |
No judge can judge me, police can’t touch me Watch out, shit’s about to get ugly |
I got the Tec, so respect the Main Source |
MC Lotto, yeah, I came to set it off |
Yo, watch the evil spirit rise when niggas get me fed |
I slash a bitch and leave her weave up in a bloodshed |
A heartless bitch with a switch givin bitches stitches |
I got a backyard full of fuckin dead snitches |
And plus this chicken’s throwin lickings comin from the mental |
No shame in my game, I’m aimin for your fuckin temple |
And plus I’m comin equipped with the mad styles |
The niggas I kill will go down with y’all profiles |
Yeah, you bloody roughneck, my style damn good |
The shit I kick is takin muthafuckas’manhood |
So all that shit you plan on talkin yo, you won’t be able |
So watch your mouth before you catch a fist that rocks your cradle |
And now you know my state of mind that I’m lettin off |
And anytime that I rhyme I’m gonna set it off |
Set it off, yo, set it off (4X) |
Yo, back the fuck up before I catch a body |
I’m givin niggas boxers and that’s includin muthafuckin hotties |
So get your pistol and your posse if you think you could stop me I open em up like a autopsy |
I got a crew of niggas waitin for the combat |
If we can’t get you we steppin where your mom’s at So all that rah-rah shit gotta cease, I pop my leash |
If it’s beef you ain’t leavin in one piece |
I drink a forty and I take over 40 Blocks |
Niggas with Glocks give me props, they say, «Shorty rocks» |
From 40 Projects to 40 acres and a mule |
Knock out a 40, then I’m knockin out 40 fools |
If they ever try to get with the nitwit, forget this |
The hitlist and cripplin the witness |
I gotta get it off when I let it off |
Straight up and down, muthafuckas, I set it off |
Set it off, yo, set it off (4X) |