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    "Set It Off" Lyrics

    Snoop Dogg feat. Ice Cube, The Lady of Rage, MC Ren and Nate Dogg

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    {*Timbaland ad libs while Snoop talks*}

    Real nigga shit..
    Now I'm bout to show you how the West coast rock
    Real nigga shit
    Now I'm bout to show you how the West coast rock
    Real nigga shit..

    [MC Ren]
    Here come The Villain again, grab your hoe and get the fuck outta town
    This nigga shit make the world go round
    It's that black nigga Ren, duck when I bust
    Make Jada get on these nuts, make Will, love to cuss
    You wanna fuck with us? Man, I wouldn't do it
    Ask this nigga here, his ass, we ran right through it
    You out actin like yo' shit be tight
    Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
    Get the fuck out my site, I Ren-incarnate
    Droppin West coast shit in every motherfuckin state
    Motherfuckin legend, y'all niggaz be knowin
    You can leave yo' bitch and keep on goin

    [Snoop Dogg]
    I am Doggy Dogg bitch (beitch) love to hit a switch
    Never hit a bitch (beitch) love that gangsta shit
    Can I hear your flow? Can I fuck yo' hoe?
    Boy you hard on 'em - nigga you ain't know?
    When you testify, you got to keep it fly
    A lot of niggaz lie, shit we do or die
    E'ryday we high, it's like a nine to five
    I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
    I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
    I keep it on post when I'm with my East coast folks locs (East coast)
    Y'all know what's crack-a-lackin
    I'm from the hood of the drivebys and kidnappings, and car-jackings

    [Chorus: Ice Cube]
    Me and Snoop Dogg on the hog
    On our way to the mall, fuck alla y'all
    We gon' ball til we fall, watch the chrome crawl
    Intercept these fine bitches cause we want 'em all
    Droppin drawers, poppin coochie and lickin balls
    Only gangsta ass nigga follow nigga laws
    Only gangsta ass bitches get to run the hogs
    Only real ass niggaz get to set it off

    [The Lady of Rage]
    Now, the way I gets off in that ass it's a sin to not assassin
    Grab a microphone have flashbacks and start flashin, ahh
    I'm bound to toast ya
    String you up like you was on the Ponderosa
    Sip on Mimosa do it that way cause I'm supposed ta
    Now most of ya, don't measure up
    I'll make it hot and turn the pressure up
    Steamin, regular, nah supreme and I ain't gassed
    I blow an MC away like Fox(?) when I pass
    Ain't nuttin shitty about this here fuck around and that's that ass
    Just like, grass I, I want more Green than the Goblin
    Matter of fact I want more Bank than that chick that be modelin (UHH!)
    My uzi weighs more than a single ton
    I leave you single son, who wanna mingle not a single one
    Hah, now tell me what you figure, nigga
    Rob load up the show slow flow spitter
    The hard hitter (UHH) the R nigga, roll
    I break it down sweet then I bring it back slow


    [Nate Dogg]
    Nigga that was dumb diggy diggy dumb dumb
    Here them niggaz come kiddy kiddy come come
    I think a nigga sprung spriggy spriggy sprung sprung
    Probably why he done diggy diggy done done
    Yo' lady think I'm cute, I be knockin her boots
    When she's away from home, she be swallowin juice
    You thinkin that's yo' son, but he ain't lookin like you
    See the barrel of a gun, nigga whatcha gon' do?
    Set it off

    [Snoop Dogg]
    Niggaz pop mo' shit while we drop mo' shit
    Continously, nigga nigga please
    Slang yo' ki's, birdies and trees
    You can catch me and my niggaz, overseas
    Shootin the breeze, with a cute Vietnamese
    or was she Lebonese? I think she Chinese
    It really don't matter cause they all on they knees
    It's somethin bout these motherfuckin West coast G's
    Make that cheese, when the cops come you bet' not freeze
    Blast on 'em like the Genovese, they yo' enemies
    Lock you up and fuck you up
    Talk shit to you beat you down then cuff you up
    and leave you in a cell stuffed (damn!)
    I ain't got no money for bail, that's real as fuck (f'real)
    Tryin to get a meal ticket and kick it
    Chill, catch a plane to Spain or maybe Brazil
    on the real can you feel me?

    {*Timbaland ad libs for a bit*}

    Yeah, yeah, set it off
    It's Kurupt Young Gotti
    Doin it big, for all y'all suckers
    We set it off, Snoop Dogg!
    It's "Tha Last Meal"
    Last time y'all suckers gon' eat off my big homeboy
    We set it off!
    We set it off! West coast
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Robbie mast for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Timothy Mosley, Calvin Broadus, Robin Y. Allen, Nathaniel Hale, O'shea Jackson, Lorenzo Patterson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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