Yo Gotti - Throw Ya Sets Up Lyrics

Chea..Aye Put One In They Head..2x
This that club shit straight thug shit
this that beat a nigga ass in the club shit.
check Jays laced up check game face up check
bang bang nigga throw ya sets up. come on
bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up come on
bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up come on, throw ya sets ups , throw ya sets up.
Bang bang click clack bow B08
bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up
north memphis memphis nigga i do this everyday
you seen first 48 ?
pussy nigga had a choppa got killed with a 38
everyday every hood in my city throwing signs
these young niggas crazy they lost they muthafucking mind.
white bandana we play numba but games
20 yayo club baking soda gang. aint throwing money i make bullets rain
carbon 15s thats a hurricane
say we yong and dumb we'n got it all gota
gotta lot of beef but we'll kill'em all
body piling up blame it on my dogs
lota money lota buns i'll make'em all
blue and white jays white and red chain
you bout that gangsta shit well im bout the same thang

this that club shit straight thug shit
this that beat a nigga ass in the club shit
check jays laced up check game faced up check
bang bang nigga throw ya sets up come on
bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)
bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)
throw ya sets throw ya sets up
bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up.
Gucci:
(Guuucccciii , Gucci)
I murder lames murder track nigga word up
1017 bricksquad put ya birds up
A nigga swing on gucci mane that unheard of
I got my black tee on with my black gloves
and when my choppa sound off it's like BLOCKA BLOCKA
you just like food only snacka snack Wacka Flocka
I wear shades every night 'cause i'm so cool
Royal rumble in my hood it ain't no rules
The lil' pussy ass nigga false claimin'
These pussies know their not so Icey entertainment
Got all kinds of choppas , hand guns name em'
Glock text to the max we be bangin

Zedzilla:
We live in this bitch better reconize
Before we spark up some shit & leave the club televised
my cousin still thuggin' that nigga paralyzed .
clubbin in his wheelchair sittin on his 45
If a nigga trip he gon wish that he wouldn't
Security tried to stop the bullshit but he couldn't
I see blue flags (what else)
I see red flags (what else)
I see niggas that aint reppin with they scared ass
My projects bangin bandana tied to rail
& you can get served but i aint talkin digit scale
fully automaitic club 5 yeahh feel like hell
Im high as hell before ya die bitch ya might as well .
(Zilla)
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