Let's do it doggs ring ding dong
Bitch (aha aha) bitch (yeah what what what what what?)
Beeitch (set up set up set up) beeitch (it's a set up)
What they're doing? They're trying to...

They're trying to set me up they're trying to set me up
They want to set me up they want to 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 want to call it
Brawling, call in the headhunter, start headhunting
How do you want it? I said we could spread arms
Bust and stare, you want to snatch a life, is that right?
Want to-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 want to 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 want to 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 niggaz off silently

I ain't even trying to be what I can be or could handle

But niggaz trying to make me an example

Go over to the West (to the West), niggaz want to feud

Go back to the East (to the East), niggaz want to feud

I'm 'bout to go to the North and South to see, what,

are y'all niggaz on that same fucking bullshit, 'cause? (I don't know)


Chorus


It's a set up motherfucker, what, it's a set up

I'm tired of these bitch ass niggaz, 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 want to 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 want to be just like me, niggaz 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 niggaz, snake ass niggaz

Earthquake ass niggaz, I shake these niggaz

Shake ass niggaz, thinking you can come through all the time

want to 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 be , he rides with me

And the homie D, Slop, what? they ride with me

Big see, he rides with me

Big Tray D rides with me

Big Sean D rides with me

Big Breez, he rides with me

K-you-are-you-P-T, beeitch!
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It's A Set Up Lyrics

Kurupt – It's A Set Up Lyrics

Songwriters: ANTHONY MOODY, RICARDO EMMANUEL BROWN
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