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letra de the set up-remix featuring jadakiss, lloyd banks, - obie trice

[obie trice talking]
oh oh oh oh oh, ohhhbiiiiiiiie (hehehehe)
detroit n-gg-!

[obie trice]
+cheers+ the debut, the n-gg- the voice the career, it’s all new (yup)
you pupp-ular phew–ss n-gg-s love your boo when i thugged in school (huh)
made her resort to f-ck with n-gg-s like you (hah!)
me, i gave her obstical courses
bust nuts up in that -ss, (yeah) lots of abortions
you, took it out of proportion
made the b-tch wifey, when you should be plottin’ divorcin’
i put it through the ring, had her wallet and horse, when
you, bought rings, had her hiding out in nordstrom
a culture, help a playa apart
catch these bars, you know i play her like a sport (hah!)
obie is never that n-gg- paying for that loft
payin’ the cause for another man to floss (nah!)
i’d rather have my hands on the grands of course
so the plan is creepin’ up on your man, pushing the porsche (what!)

[chorus – nate dogg] (obie trice) {redman}
thick thighs but she full of surprises
i swear this b-tch is +shady+ (that’s what i know)
s-x on her mind all the time
and you think that, that’s your baby (you don’t know)
you a good guy that’s living the life
but she dove and played your safety (that’s what i know)
if you cool and she satisfied {i know +dat b-tch+}
how come that b-tch just paged me? (you don’t know)

[redman]
ey yo, obie trice, i know the same b-tch (the same b-tch)
the b-tch with the ear-ring and the cl-t (+dat b-tch+?)
i got photos with her b-ttnaked
with manolo’s and a pair of handcuffs on her hip (ey yo)
she love c-ke, doin’ lines off my cd (sniff sniff)
she in the bottles like audrey magini
she got a g.a.d. from nightschool
that stands for “gettin’ anybody dolla”, greeeedy!
i first met her at magic city, she was gettin’ lapdances, and grabbin’ t-tties
when the stripper ain’t lookin’, she grabbed her $50
ride out the b-tch thong, when the song is on
i’m like: +dat b-tch+ ain’t sh-t!
she’ll put the gun to your b-lls while swallowing your “kids”
before you know it, you got roooobbed
by four fat chicks that kicked in your door while you was tired
that’s the game +dat b-tch+ is playin’
watch her back while they walkin’ your way
you know her, long hair brown skin
p-ssy be whippin’ n-gg-z like lady heroine
you try to get her drunk, she slipped two of “mickey’s”
now you the next date-rape victim on rickie
b-tch f-ck with d, i have her leg +hangin’ out the trunk+ like the
+marshall mathers lp+ (yup!)

[chorus – nate dogg]

[lloyd banks]
yeah, lloyd banks’ll never trust a hoe (no)
they’ll get you +set up+ fast, +puttin’ your hands in the air+ like
busta’s show (yeah)
i got the fame, name, plus the dough
between your legs and your chin is a few places my nuts’ll go (hoe!) (hah!)
i’m stubborn in the worst way, so i don’t follow up if i don’t get the
p-ssy the first day (yeah)
hey, slow down boo, is that a g-unit party ?
my n-gg-z pattin’ the hoes down too (yeah)
they’re hungry and they’re plannin’ to profit
so i get all my hoodrat head with my hand outta my pocket
they scheme, but the cannon’ll stop it
thinkin’ i’m offpoint cuz i blew about a grand on a chocolate
and even if i’m loose off the liqour (liquor)
i’m reachin’, besides everything’s bulletproof but my zipper (ziiip!)
i don’t even put my drink down, watch the b-tch on your arm
she probably goin’ through your mink now (lloyd banks n-gg-!)

[chorus – nate dogg]

[jadakiss]
yo, if you say “kiss is the best”, you’re not hypothetically speakin’
beyond doubt, i bet he be leakin’ (d-block!)
and i’m in the zone right now, i think i’m ’bout to finish up my alb-m
by the rest of the weekend (let’s go)
it’s a dirty game, and rule number one
you never spend clean money on a dirty damè (yeah)
b-tches pointing like “oh, he kiss!”
once they get a whip for the purple kush and a og crip
got a hazespot with dubs and a whole d strip
i get it for cheap, the ‘ricans throw me sh-t
my n-gg- listen, it’s enough of ’em (uhh)
so you don’t gotta be runnin’ around here all crazy, lovin’ ’em and
coughin’ ’em (new york)
just don’t add up, (naw)
she just wanna get her hair and nails done, and tear fifth ave up
she might cop female ‘gators
bad thing’s the homie gonna spend her like spreewells later
now everything is messed up (yeah)
you wanna deck him, then deck her
should have only used her from the neck up (woo)
instead of taking her to shop’s
take her scandalous -ss to +the doc+, make her get a check up
not for nothing, you should just stand down
cuz before long, there’s gonna be a man down
but naww, you gave her the world
she gave you her -ss and then to kiss
and she still your favorite girl, d-mn!

[chorus – nate dogg]

[obie trice]
what ya know about

- obie trice

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