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GhostLaFa - Set It Off (feat. L-Dub Workman) Lyrics




C.O.E
Switched up on me
You was supposed to be my dawg
Right or wrong I was riding f*ck the cause
When they got smoke I'm the nigga they gone call
Where the love I can't f*ck with you at all
I got blood on my mind let's set it off
You got yours I got mine
Let's go to war
F*ck all that tongue wrestling shit
Aye what you mean
You gone make me make a motherf*cking scene

They gone smell me fore I even hit the scene
A Couple racks on busting out my jeans
My own fam plotting just to make me bleed
But he don't know I got that ratchet in my sleeve
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They trying to bring me to my knees
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They want to see me r.i.p
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They want to see just give up & say
Surrender but see that ain't in my Genes
I ain't worried about these niggaz or these hoes
In the trap breaking pounds down
Me and all my woes
Never hated on a nigga
I put that shit on my soul
I just take what i can get
And play the game the way it go
Yeah
Yeah

Trap out my daddies
I got some pills and I got pounds
My mama tell me
Baby be careful I know she be praying
Bitch I'm a felon
Got too much to lose
Can't be out here playing
If it's smoke nigga tell me
If it is ima do you
The f*ck is you saying

Switched up on me
You was supposed to be my dawg
Right or wrong I was riding f*ck the cause
When the got smoke I'm the nigga they gone Call
Where the love I can't f*ck with you at all
I got blood on my mind let's set it off
You got yours I got mine
Let's go to war
F*ck all that tongue wrestling shit
Aye what you mean
You gone make me make a motherf*cking Scene

If it's up there
Then it's stuck there
And know that life bitch is everything but fair
Screaming Rest In Peace Ghost they want to Do me
Since they want to make a scene I guess they Dying in this movie
Put the dub in a L
Or but the 7 in a cone
What I'm really trying to say
Is bitch I'm in a different zone
Ain't no love in my heart
Ain't no forgiveness in my soul
How you niggaz say you trapping
But you stealing out kohl's
You better off playing in traffic
Or go die on side the road
I put my sister in a casket
And lil jay covered the hole
Mama put flowers in the dirt
The hood put her on a shirt
And even though she dance in heaven
Just know she had to dance in earth
With the demons & the dope boys
Trying to get her purse
You should have heard my nephew scream
When we was walking out the church
F*ck you mean what I mean
You think I'm playing with you niggaz
Next one get out of line just know that we gone Really kill ya.
It's Ghost

Switched up on me
You was supposed to be my dawg
Right or wrong I was riding f*ck the cause
When the got smoke I'm the nigga they gone Call
Where the love I can't f*ck with you at all
I got blood on my mind let's set it off
You got yours I got mine
Let's go to war
F*ck all that tongue wrestling shit
Aye what you mean
You gone make me make a motherf*cking Scene
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C.O.E
Switched up on me
You was supposed to be my dawg
Right or wrong I was riding f*ck the cause
When they got smoke I'm the nigga they gone call
Where the love I can't f*ck with you at all
I got blood on my mind let's set it off
You got yours I got mine
Let's go to war
F*ck all that tongue wrestling shit
Aye what you mean
You gone make me make a motherf*cking scene

They gone smell me fore I even hit the scene
A Couple racks on busting out my jeans
My own fam plotting just to make me bleed
But he don't know I got that ratchet in my sleeve
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They trying to bring me to my knees
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They want to see me r.i.p
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They want to see just give up & say
Surrender but see that ain't in my Genes
I ain't worried about these niggaz or these hoes
In the trap breaking pounds down
Me and all my woes
Never hated on a nigga
I put that shit on my soul
I just take what i can get
And play the game the way it go
Yeah
Yeah

Trap out my daddies
I got some pills and I got pounds
My mama tell me
Baby be careful I know she be praying
Bitch I'm a felon
Got too much to lose
Can't be out here playing
If it's smoke nigga tell me
If it is ima do you
The f*ck is you saying

Switched up on me
You was supposed to be my dawg
Right or wrong I was riding f*ck the cause
When the got smoke I'm the nigga they gone Call
Where the love I can't f*ck with you at all
I got blood on my mind let's set it off
You got yours I got mine
Let's go to war
F*ck all that tongue wrestling shit
Aye what you mean
You gone make me make a motherf*cking Scene

If it's up there
Then it's stuck there
And know that life bitch is everything but fair
Screaming Rest In Peace Ghost they want to Do me
Since they want to make a scene I guess they Dying in this movie
Put the dub in a L
Or but the 7 in a cone
What I'm really trying to say
Is bitch I'm in a different zone
Ain't no love in my heart
Ain't no forgiveness in my soul
How you niggaz say you trapping
But you stealing out kohl's
You better off playing in traffic
Or go die on side the road
I put my sister in a casket
And lil jay covered the hole
Mama put flowers in the dirt
The hood put her on a shirt
And even though she dance in heaven
Just know she had to dance in earth
With the demons & the dope boys
Trying to get her purse
You should have heard my nephew scream
When we was walking out the church
F*ck you mean what I mean
You think I'm playing with you niggaz
Next one get out of line just know that we gone Really kill ya.
It's Ghost

Switched up on me
You was supposed to be my dawg
Right or wrong I was riding f*ck the cause
When the got smoke I'm the nigga they gone Call
Where the love I can't f*ck with you at all
I got blood on my mind let's set it off
You got yours I got mine
Let's go to war
F*ck all that tongue wrestling shit
Aye what you mean
You gone make me make a motherf*cking Scene
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Writer: Greg Cooks, Larry Workman, Roderick Harris Jr.
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