Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Setup, artist - Obie Trice.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Setup |
Bitch I see you, cause you know I know you |
Yeah I know you. |
Last time I saw you |
You was brewed up, booed up, ready for a new fuck |
Last time you saw me I was P-I to the motherfucking M-P WHAT! |
And lately I heard you’s a broke bitch livin in the lower class suburb |
And lately the word is I live in a suburb and I don’t fuck with birds |
She used to pump on the block |
Sell a nigga rocks, bail a nigga out BUT! |
She tried to plot on a nigga, vacan’t lot one shot bitch died go figure |
He used to pay this bitch, gave her lots of shit |
Fuck’s wrong with this nigga man? |
He used to bring her through the hood |
Treat the bitch to fuckin good, my opinion |
We used to blaze with the bitch, faded off the lick she x-rays the clip |
This nigga bought braids for the bitch |
Louis Vuitton kicks and tricked on some sucka shit |
Meanwhile in the hood she drivin around good |
This bitch thinks she’s in Hollywood |
Meantime she settin the nigga up Telling us what his stuff she’s ready to get him stuck WHAT! |
(Obie Trice) |
Thick thighs but she full of surprises |
I swear this bitch is Shady (that's what I know) |
Sex on her mind all the time |
And you think that that’s your baby (you don’t know) |
You a good guy that’s living a lie |
But she dove and played your safety (it's what I know) |
If you cool and she satisfied |
How come that bitch just paged me? |
(you don’t know) |
We had to ride on a nigga |
WATCH HIM! |
for the right time to get richer |
We decided when the hit was, run up on him, .45 in the ribs WHAT! |
This nigga screamed like a bitch |
Showed us what his shit hit her, hell of a lick BUT! |
The bitch, who told us bout the bricks exposed us to the nigga |
He knew that we’d come BUT! |
Meanwhile in his hood, his niggaz is suiting up and Timbed, looted up Rims and new trucks your man 'Livin It Up' |
Then a van with no hubs suddenly pulled up and erupt |
Shot a nigga the fuck up Just my luck, the bitch got us both touched, it’s like a rush |
The bitch who blushed and smoked blunts wit us Turned out to be nuts, switched up Mixed up wit the wrong slut |
Got my friend zipped up in the bag, it’s all bad |
My niggaz got my back, in fact |
They caught on her Ave, flossin in another nigga cab |