[Lyric] Set Set Remix (2 Eleven)

[Intro]
I taught these niggas how to say blood
You can't just say blood
You gotta say blood

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Cooked cocaine, put numbers on the set, well who you fuck with?
I just cut four pills up in the deal up in the dope mix
Just fucked up my smoke cause ain't my smoker got my dope kicked
Bitch it ain't no snitching, play cutthroat, you get your throat slit
Bust down jewel Phillipe, I cop a Tec, I got my Rolls blinged
Got expensive taste, won't even take head from a broke bitch
Smoke that kush and pop them Perkies, drank and snort that blow bitch
Back when I was broke, wouldn't even take head from a broke bitch
Or a slut bag or a thot thot
When I was seventeen with a knot knot
And I would chop rocks in the slot box
Shout out to my niggas on the lot lot
We gon' shut it down when the narcs out
Hurt a fuck nigga feelings
When you go and fuck up a check at the car lot
God damn
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Strap on my lap, hop out, hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Froot Loops, pull up on the set, doo doo
Strap on my lap, hop out, hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Froot Loops, pull up on the set, doo doo
A hunnid karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
And my wrist is dripping wet, I put it in the set set
Copping foreigns off the lot, I brought it to the set set
Nigga pop and drop a opp I did it for the set set

[Verse 2: 2 Eleven]

Then we double back

Flee the scene
Forgiattos

Brought the

Over my

Niggas flexin' hard

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Strap on my lap, hop out, hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Froot Loops, pull up on the set, doo doo
Strap on my lap, hop out, hit 'em with the Mac, pop pop
Holes in his chest, Froot Loops, pull up on the set, doo doo
A hunnid karats on my neck, I put it on the set set
And my wrist is dripping wet, I put it in the set set
Copping foreigns off the lot, I brought it to the set set
Nigga pop and drop a opp I did it for the set set