Lyrics
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 Chorus:
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)
Chorus
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
Chorus (2x)
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!
