Set It Off

Lyrics

[Hook] [T.I.] Pussy nigga try me if you wanna We open fire on yo corner What beef? You know you don't want it But I'm gone with all that baloney Boy you flawed and you phoney I'm as real as it gets Your homie soft and a pussy I'd rather chill with his bitch Set it off in this bitch, set it off in this bitch Double-breasted Smith and Wesson Set it off in this bitch, set it off in this bitch Set it off in this bitch Double-breasted Smith and Wesson Set it off in this bitch [Bad Lucc] Shout out to them niggas When I frontline with them yoppers A O P my nigga, play me one on one I call it knockas Money by the bag and fuck your drug I'm gettin' mad dough Daddy never sleeping when I'm creeping it's extendo Hanging on the roof I yell my city then I flex up Me and Problem gonna check up We need everything from the neck up My dealer stony he's next up Get a nigga holding that tec up Beef with me, that shit messed up Put 50 shots where you rest up Count up nigga go ape shit 30 inch on that space ship Big boy don't say shit got Little niggas don't play shit Hundred K on yo people make you niggas look see through Bad Lucc is the preview tear shit down what we do [Hook] [Problem] While I took on the city Niggas wanna know how I did it Married to the grind, you only shine if you commited Overlook your kind I don't got time for nothing, kitty I got soldiers like lietenants that knock logos of a fiddy Be that guy, go ahead, be that guy, fire in that eye, so has a fly Bloaw x5 Say hello to Allah Fuck this marks, motherfuck these marks I decide your faith Young nigga acting like a G Old dog lil' rich hate That ain't real nigga That ain't real nigga In your squad, it ain't one real nigga, ain't one real nigga On my mum Because if it was the would have told your ass about fucking with me though Dont ever mention Mike with Teedough Get up on my level boy [Hook]