Set Trippin

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, nigga, get up now, fool What's up, fool? Where your homies at now, fool? What's up? Hold up, we gotta get up out here Let's roll [Verse 1: KM.G] See, I push a major whip, buddy I set trip when I wanna set trip, fool Now, watch my tray dip some more Display the love, fool Tell my homies, we got a gang, shit to prove We conjure up crime with niggas on a regular basis Interswine, never catchin' no federal cases More work for my ego, put up the bins I pull out the rig on her, take a ride And talk about the good times Now, who's on yours? And you wanna know my block list? Pull a twist out the mist of thе air Pimp clinic gang, niggas everywherе In the squid, when I come through Come deep now, what a nigga gon' do? K-Oss and hutch, we like dumping Clear up the block, I love something Pump, pump, and some violence to dress up this scene Dump the real hip-hop if you know what I mean It wrote to this, cause I wear my ass proud Givin' it up, livin' it up Let the ego fade to proud Now we on to our next victim The click don't give a fuck They wanna dump and scrap if we have to Butter for the capital And in the nut shack, don't we wanna dump? [Hook] Stay strapped for the scrap, taste some junk So when we come, we bring the funk, keep shit clear We got some enemies in here See you thump, don't we wanna dump? Stay strapped for the scrap, taste some junk So when we come, we bring the funk, keep shit clear We got some enemies in here [Verse 2: Cold 187um] I hit the club about twelve-thirty Cause I don't go nowhere no earlier Place was packed to course Bitches was lookin' fine as fuck, and niggas still was actin' up Cause in L.A. you got two types of niggas Niggas that wanna fuck with all the broads, and niggas that wanna brawl I'm at the bar, get my trunk on, spittin' to this badass redbone Yo, I take a sip but it ring me straight, so I can contemplate I know you real niggas relate, that your best night could be your worst night Yeah, if it don't end up right I'm in the zone, niggas talkin' like they wanna trip Am I Blood? Am I Crip? I don't blood and I don't crip, but I still got reason to set trip When I dip, I keep a tank on full I stay awake when the pool and if a static clock spool Yeah, you could get killed for your assumptions I ain't talkin', I'ma be dumpin' Because we used to get them up like Ali and Frasier Now they got shit to make punks into hell raisers, and all of them on stripes That's why I duck first, and bust back twice And just like I come tight with the raps I leave it booming, I'm always strapped [Hook] (x5) So we talk, but we wanna talk Stay strapped for the scrap, keep some chump So when we come up in the front, keep shit clear We got some enemies in here