Set Up - Bootleg

What tha fuk goin on… damn…

what tha fuk imma do now… its fucked up chorus: (repeat 2X)

Its a setup its a jack its a lick

these niggaz tryin to stick me fa my shyt its a setup.

a setup betta notify tha click

some dicks bout ta run up in they shyt.

The police had my house surronded

the body that i hid them bitches musta found it… fuck,

I grabbed my bottled said a prayer i broke the cap and downed it I had a vision my decsion was to load my heat

Iif I here dey feet i’m holdin court right here on dayton street

The copas gatherin they chatterin one lady said

The only way you gettin him out that house is if he come out dead

Ya fuckin right tha shyt is tight when you tha trigga man

Before i goto prison bitch i’m goin to the promise land

Don’t show yo badge

Whip ya postiols before you get my dough

2cops shot him 2cops its time for me to buc some mo (gun shots)

They got me pacin, facin natural for murder 1

The only charges i’mma face are charges from this gun.

Antispatin all this waitin made me grab tha plate

I’m thinkin to myself i shoulda dumped that bitch in devils lake

Police negotiater tellin me to come out slowly

I cocked my shyt looked out my window and them hoes is steppin.

I opened fire threw my dough and made them bitches flea

One of them fell and i could tell i bust him in his knee

Nothin to do put hit purea cuz i’mma die no doubt.

My first thought was nigga don’t get sniped

Turn all these house lights out.

Layin on the floo high on blow my eyes big and buckey.

The sounds of semi-automatics rifles kept me duckin.

Let me go i crawled and got my uzzie

I came out tha house they got me They caught a mothafuka slippin

Some niggaz tryin to jack this rap capones mission.

Tupac always said Neva leave out with out that steel

I shoulda listened

I left it in the kitchen like a dumby

To busy cookin dope and checkin my bitch from stealin money from me Bitch where my money at I was on my way to drop some money and some yay

ay that mothafuka got dope on ya’ll

And that was clear as day.

I’m bein followed by threee niggaz in a cutty

I’m nervous I got 18 ounces on me and stacks of money.

Damn, they in prusuit.

fa my loot,

Shyt I left my gun at home

Fuck that let me get my brotha on his mobile phone

I make tha call he wasn’t home

Now i’m crummy

I worked to hard to let these bitches take it from me.

I had a thought shyt put the pedal to tha floo,

Oh no cuz if tha law come i’ll be taken a loss fa sho

Picked up the phone called shoestring

Ay some niggaz followin me can i come by ya house

come on And I’m gonna kill these bitches with this mac i’m holdin

I bust a left and then i right now i’m jus 3 blocks away

Commin up tha block

Theres hella gangstas standin out in his drive way

Some sistahs with no resisitances started blastin

I’m damn near ran into a pole

I can see tha cutlass is crashin

I bust U and threw my goodies to my homies

Told em let me see that mac eleven

Let me see who tha fuck is creepin on me Open tha door bitches get out

I got no responces

Cuz the driver hit his head on the wheel

And he was knocked un-concious.

The other two they came slowly from the vehicle,

My stanky bitches brotha this is str8 setup material