Текст песни Too Short - Set Up
Too Short - Set Up слова песни
One.. two.. one, two, three, four[Too $hort]First we got the crackThen we got the gatsThen they changed all the lawsIt was a set upLockin all the young homies upGettin `em all shot dead in the streetsStraight set upI remember when the world went crazyCrack cocaine, hit the streets in the 80`sRight before the crack they was smokin fatThey called it freebase and rich folks did that (that`s right)It`s all good, but nobody in the hoodput powder in water and cooked it, they never would (naw)A white boy did it, showed niggaz how to get itThe rich man`s high got the ghetto addictedIt used to be expensive, fuck that ten shitTurnin out cute little bitches that was innocentFive years later, she to` up from the flo` up (be-itch)Niggaz used to kiss her, now the bitch smell like throw-up(hoe) What? I`m tellin the truthThe man had a plan that was killin the youthYou can smoke it, or sell it, if you choose you loseIt was a set up, got everybody singin the bluesThey gave you the crack to start flippin your sackYou makin your money, it`s sittin in stacks (yeah)You bought you some gats, for niggaz who jackPut a 50 in the crib, motherfucker bag that (nigga what?)Somebody died, you`re goin to warYou got a lot of straps and you want some moreYou in the little leagues, AK`s from the Middle EastGuns and coke, you wanna get a piece?It was a set up, that`s what the O.G.`s sayI heard Rick got his dope from the CIAA new kind of baller out in sunny Los AngelesBenzes, houses, young niggaz havin thisOakland got a taste and all over the placeDetroit to Miami they was rollin caseDown to I-75, whatchu need in AtlantaWhite Christmas, a bag full of dope like Santa(Whatchu need homey whatchu need?) It was a set up(I got whatchu need baby, I got whatever you need)(You got the money? I got the llello)Don`t look in his eyes, use your automatic weaponsShoot in the crowd and keep steppin (that`s yo` ass)Read about it later, wrong nigga got hitShot a gangster in the leg, but you killed a little kidNow where in the fuck did the guns come from?They used to put `em up and say you want some?Now you get shot, makin all that loud noise (nigga)Have your pistol on your side like the cowboys (beotch)Cause you can make a lot of money when you sellin dopeSell your soul to the devil, say to hell with the PopeAt the Benz dealer (yea I want that one) spend a hundred thousand cashYou feelin like a hoe, money comin out your assIn a way, it`s not your faultYou stupid as fuck, that`s why you got caughtYou never get out, and I`m still amazedYou shoulda opened up a biz and bought some real estate(I`m havin money) Niggaz strapped like the militaryKnow how to cook it, package it and get it thereYou get paid? You coulda been a CPAWhen you weigh that yay, tell the DEAIt ain`t mine (it ain`t mine) I don`t wanna do no timeThey got the new laws havin niggaz snitchin and lyinCause what we do y`all we gotta get our own hustleI`m cool on the coke, I don`t want no trouble (fuck that)I got a felony (one strike) I was caught in a bustGot probation, they can`t stop us (unstoppable)I got two gat cases and I still ain`t been to jailThey caught my little homey on the hill and made him tellHe told about the murders and the whole operation (shit)I feel like the slave, on a plantationNow I`m stuck in here, and don`t wanna stayI wish I was a kid so I could go out and play(They set me up man) It was a set up...