T3 - Set It lyrics

[Verse 1: T3] I'mma set it, get it, got it, good I rep for my n***as in the D in the hood On that a** like the Fuzz, come and wack down on us They wanna see a player down, that's what it was All my ppl in the house, put your hands in the air And bop wit your n***a to the sound of the snare It's the [ ] to the [ ] with the S to the V The most k**er most, 2 of the best on the beats [Hook] They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah! Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah! Can I set it. Up, bout to set it, yeah! Can we set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah! They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah! Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah! Bout to set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah! Finna set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah! [Verse 2: Elzhi] All my G's throw you triggers up By the hammer my hand on the biggest nutts No bamma, I blow gands when they split the blunt This is for my n***as stuck, up in the ghetto Pumping the metal, where they feel a fluff and they'll k** you They quick to buck Chicks trickin, chicken cluck Switching up to your whip that your sister bumped You'll be s**in' on tits and now your dick is s**ed Steady counting figures up Benjamin's blend with the ten to twenty bucks Figured up on the Benz or any trendy truck I wedded and sticking up Innocent independent citizens Not givin' a cent of dividends, it could slit and cut I'm blowed and I'm liquored up, I've been told that I'm cold as a winter month And I showed I can explode when it sickens up, Bloaw I'm back on the style, let me pick it up Did you predict that what I spit on this hit is ridiculous I should tip my Pimping cup Just for pitching up percent of a pigeons rent Given for living expense at the stripping club [Hook] [Verse 3: Elzhi] Don't let me catch you slipping up your numbers up Give and duck, or run a muck Attempt a jump like double dutch, the clips'll bust Your clique is just sick of us Bringing the heat steaming me swinging defeat You street, dreaming on sleep, idiots? El, the sickest you ever heard And predicting a set of words That he stick in the head of nerds Or just gifted with lady curve and positions written to say something Gotta stay buzzing coming off on the line like a fadeaway Dr. J jumping [Bridge: T3] Cu-zin, we got the streets Buz-zin Villa blowing, bubb-ling Those who ain't caught on, fill em'...in We in this grizzie now and we playing to win [Hook]