SET TRIPPIN lyrics
by Bizzy Banks
Brrrt
Pow
Boom-Boom-Boom
I ain't talk my sh*t in a minute...
n*ggas jackin’ my sh*t K , What that be 'bout?
GMTO, got the sh*t tatted, f*ck the street clout (Get Money)
n*ggas never seen me in person, how its beef now (How?)
n*gga said he smoking on who? I'm bringing beams out (Grrr-Boom)
The real Macs and them [?] to my crib n*gga
You better chill before i find out where you live n*gga
Call up Mills, have him flockin’ at yo wig n*gga
A couple Gz in the spot yelling Grrt n*gga (Grrr)
I'm set tripping on these n*ggas now, (Facts)
A couple b*tches set switchin' on these n*ggas now, (Facts)
Wait, I'm jus flexin' on these n*ggas now
Copped the new Mac, can't wait to catch one of thеse n*ggas now
Wtf is up? Push a luck (What?)
n*ggas switchin'up
K's shine, body bag, n*gga zip ’em up
Roll ’еm up, puff 'em up, n*gga pass the blunt
Go one on one
Therefore its gone
So we leave them n*ggas slumped (Them n*ggas running)
And i’m just posted up with Rooga n*gga
Yeah i'm hat but i be moving with some movers n*gga (Ap)
Faceshot, I don't think u wanna view it n*gga (Boom)
My new b*tch Wendy Woes, how you doin n*gga (Boom-Boom-Boom)
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My n*ggas is fellons, they murderers and robbers (Gang)
Chase a bag ima get it regardless (Gang)
We shootin' like i bought it from Harlem
n*ggas be movin’ no Wocky (Yeah)
I don't think n*ggas could stop me (Nah)
Piz punch 'em like rocky
Call up scotty cause he got me
All my n*ggas they behind me copy (n*gga)
And i just got some brand new shmoney n*gga
She see me spicin' so she jackin' how she love me n*gga (Treesh)
Bust dat ass the di*k be all up in her tummy n*gga (Treesh)
See her in person she be feenin' just to hug me n*gga ...
You hella soft how you turn blood? (How you turn blood?)
I be with the real crips, boy u not cuz (Not cuz)
Couple Gz with me show me mad love (Facts)
Besides that im EBK but n*gga Hats up
All that speaking what you speaking for? (What you speaking for?)
n*ggas doing all that geekin' what you geekin' for? (Clout)
He reach for his then ima reach for sure (Boom-Boom)
Headshot to pus*y n*gga ain't gone reach no more (Boom-Boom-Boom)
These n*ggas be politicking
My n*ggas touch money get a lot of chicken
n*ggas talk on facebook but i ain't tripping
Long nose on a beam call it Scottie Pippen
n*ggas tried to stay inside, b*tch y'all n*ggas missing
I be running to the guap when your fingers itchin'
n*ggas say they AP but they sh*t be clippin'
I'm in love with my b*tch with that b*tch we b*tchin
Couple n*ggas got left had to keep my distance
'Member times i was broke had no pot to p*ss in
Used to say f*ck school i was always dissing (Facts)
Then copped 'Rarris n*ggas started snitchin'
Got love for my guys i ain't never switchin'
But when i look around n*ggas acting different
You 'sposed to be my mans, whys it a competition?
Copped the brand new chop for my oppositions
(Gang-Gang-Gang)
Grrrt
Get Money!!
Bizzy !!