Clear Tha Set Lyrics
| Song | Clear Tha Set |
| Artist | The Hot Boys |
| Album | Guerrilla Warfare |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lil Wayne | |
| Clear da set nigga (what) (what) (what) (what) [verse 1] | |
| See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble | |
| Ready to come out the truck and make yo chest buckle | |
| When I come | |
| I lay the sprays wit | |
| K's by the truck load | |
| Should've got out of my way you heard my clip shuffle | |
| Now yall was on the block with shot gunz | |
| But when I finished, made it look like yall had pop gunz | |
| Dressed in black... | |
| Long hair... | |
| Long gaks... | |
| Lights off no stun'n | |
| Pack to the back, no mask, | |
| I'm thuggin' (What!) | |
| What u wan' do, if yo ribs don't bust it | |
| Then 20 mo' nigga's follow in hummer's, so ain't nothin' (Look!)17 ward is where | |
| I grew up at | |
| So where a busta nigga standin is where he blew up at | |
| I blew up that | |
| CMB so respect my peeps | |
| Or else you want yo life to be all over the streets | |
| Now watch me the younger soldier bring u closer to death | |
| A little more than you expect nigga... | |
| I clear da set [Chorus:] | |
| You know they say | |
| Lil' Wayne dem hotboy he will bust dem heads | |
| Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody bodies dead dem...dem...really shouldn't try | |
| Lil' Wayne cuz he will play with | |
| K's And will bust a nigga wide open and put his brain on his plate | |
| Now watch a nigga neighborhood (phhhh!!!) go up in flames | |
| They...They all got burnt, couldn't can't stand the heat | |
| I bet none of them (?) jackers ain't gone test | |
| Lil' Wayne | |
| Cuz I...I clear the set messin' wit' me [verse 2] | |
| I find a nigga where he stay | |
| Cock my iron release and spray | |
| We gone ride or we gone play | |
| Its on my mind nigga anyday | |
| Make you die where you lay | |
| Try me and see what shakes | |
| Why nigga | |
| I ain't fake | |
| Bahdi bye bye now apply away | |
| With them blood claw...lawd(lord) | |
| The M-O-B will break them nuts off...lawd | |
| The must really think this is checkers boy... | |
| But why But to be this hot when u play wit' a peppa boy... | |
| Now cry Look... | |
| Look...I don't mean no harm | |
| But u might think | |
| I'm wrong | |
| But if u play with me and my click, you'll blow up like a bomb | |
| I...I upset yo home | |
| Throw slugz at yo dome | |
| Just gimme the word and | |
| I shine the chrome bring my help and its on | |
| Yall lil boys shouldn't come against the uptown assasin | |
| Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon | |
| Soulja bandana wit' bannana clips to fit in my sweeper | |
| Once I hit the set look everybody burns like a heater [Chorus] | |
| Now hold up as | |
| I bust back, watch playboy | |
| Keep a dub sack, hey boy | |
| Come to irritate yo day, boy | |
| Watch yo chest seperate, boy | |
| When I cocks me gloc me done tossed dem buck shots | |
| And done kill them blood | |
| Clots....What the deal | |
| Yall niggas wants some more of wit this | |
| Killas like us will take it to you front door with this | |
| See hittin' corners ain't no real biggie | |
| I'm use to be set in that (?) wit my still flippin' | |
| I'm pistol grippin'...ridin wit my grill glisten | |
| Niggas done caught up in beef ..till they still missin' | |
| Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin' | |
| A lil tipsy he gone lie, talkin' bout he gone kill yo | |
| Ms.'s Now peep it out | |
| We gone clear da set but watch'em (sweep!!!) sweep it out | |
| I'm cheap and cheaper and cops bustin' in yo people house | |
| If the nigga wan' play | |
| I turn batter to flour | |
| So nigga clear da set and bout 5 after the hour [Chorus x1] | |
| I make'em watch a nigga neighbor (phhhh!!!!) go up in flames | |
| They..They all got burnt they can't stand the heat | |
| I bet none of them (?) jackers ain't gone test | |
| Lil' Wayane | |
| Cuz I...I clear the set messin' wit' me | |
| With the blood claw.....lawd(lord) [x3] | |
| Hot Boys untamed | |
| Guerillas...what!!! |
| zuo qu : Lil Wayne | |
| Clear da set nigga what what what what verse 1 | |
| See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble | |
| Ready to come out the truck and make yo chest buckle | |
| When I come | |
| I lay the sprays wit | |
| K' s by the truck load | |
| Should' ve got out of my way you heard my clip shuffle | |
| Now yall was on the block with shot gunz | |
| But when I finished, made it look like yall had pop gunz | |
| Dressed in black... | |
| Long hair... | |
| Long gaks... | |
| Lights off no stun' n | |
| Pack to the back, no mask, | |
| I' m thuggin' What! | |
| What u wan' do, if yo ribs don' t bust it | |
| Then 20 mo' nigga' s follow in hummer' s, so ain' t nothin' Look! 17 ward is where | |
| I grew up at | |
| So where a busta nigga standin is where he blew up at | |
| I blew up that | |
| CMB so respect my peeps | |
| Or else you want yo life to be all over the streets | |
| Now watch me the younger soldier bring u closer to death | |
| A little more than you expect nigga... | |
| I clear da set Chorus: | |
| You know they say | |
| Lil' Wayne dem hotboy he will bust dem heads | |
| Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody bodies dead dem... dem... really shouldn' t try | |
| Lil' Wayne cuz he will play with | |
| K' s And will bust a nigga wide open and put his brain on his plate | |
| Now watch a nigga neighborhood phhhh!!! go up in flames | |
| They... They all got burnt, couldn' t can' t stand the heat | |
| I bet none of them ? jackers ain' t gone test | |
| Lil' Wayne | |
| Cuz I... I clear the set messin' wit' me verse 2 | |
| I find a nigga where he stay | |
| Cock my iron release and spray | |
| We gone ride or we gone play | |
| Its on my mind nigga anyday | |
| Make you die where you lay | |
| Try me and see what shakes | |
| Why nigga | |
| I ain' t fake | |
| Bahdi bye bye now apply away | |
| With them blood claw... lawd lord | |
| The MOB will break them nuts off... lawd | |
| The must really think this is checkers boy... | |
| But why But to be this hot when u play wit' a peppa boy... | |
| Now cry Look... | |
| Look... I don' t mean no harm | |
| But u might think | |
| I' m wrong | |
| But if u play with me and my click, you' ll blow up like a bomb | |
| I... I upset yo home | |
| Throw slugz at yo dome | |
| Just gimme the word and | |
| I shine the chrome bring my help and its on | |
| Yall lil boys shouldn' t come against the uptown assasin | |
| Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon | |
| Soulja bandana wit' bannana clips to fit in my sweeper | |
| Once I hit the set look everybody burns like a heater Chorus | |
| Now hold up as | |
| I bust back, watch playboy | |
| Keep a dub sack, hey boy | |
| Come to irritate yo day, boy | |
| Watch yo chest seperate, boy | |
| When I cocks me gloc me done tossed dem buck shots | |
| And done kill them blood | |
| Clots.... What the deal | |
| Yall niggas wants some more of wit this | |
| Killas like us will take it to you front door with this | |
| See hittin' corners ain' t no real biggie | |
| I' m use to be set in that ? wit my still flippin' | |
| I' m pistol grippin'... ridin wit my grill glisten | |
| Niggas done caught up in beef .. till they still missin' | |
| Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin' | |
| A lil tipsy he gone lie, talkin' bout he gone kill yo | |
| Ms.' s Now peep it out | |
| We gone clear da set but watch' em sweep!!! sweep it out | |
| I' m cheap and cheaper and cops bustin' in yo people house | |
| If the nigga wan' play | |
| I turn batter to flour | |
| So nigga clear da set and bout 5 after the hour Chorus x1 | |
| I make' em watch a nigga neighbor phhhh!!!! go up in flames | |
| They.. They all got burnt they can' t stand the heat | |
| I bet none of them ? jackers ain' t gone test | |
| Lil' Wayane | |
| Cuz I... I clear the set messin' wit' me | |
| With the blood claw..... lawd lord x3 | |
| Hot Boys untamed | |
| Guerillas... what!!! |
| zuò qǔ : Lil Wayne | |
| Clear da set nigga what what what what verse 1 | |
| See I be ridin' on the prime in the lex bubble | |
| Ready to come out the truck and make yo chest buckle | |
| When I come | |
| I lay the sprays wit | |
| K' s by the truck load | |
| Should' ve got out of my way you heard my clip shuffle | |
| Now yall was on the block with shot gunz | |
| But when I finished, made it look like yall had pop gunz | |
| Dressed in black... | |
| Long hair... | |
| Long gaks... | |
| Lights off no stun' n | |
| Pack to the back, no mask, | |
| I' m thuggin' What! | |
| What u wan' do, if yo ribs don' t bust it | |
| Then 20 mo' nigga' s follow in hummer' s, so ain' t nothin' Look! 17 ward is where | |
| I grew up at | |
| So where a busta nigga standin is where he blew up at | |
| I blew up that | |
| CMB so respect my peeps | |
| Or else you want yo life to be all over the streets | |
| Now watch me the younger soldier bring u closer to death | |
| A little more than you expect nigga... | |
| I clear da set Chorus: | |
| You know they say | |
| Lil' Wayne dem hotboy he will bust dem heads | |
| Him calls on his gun and all dem bloody bodies dead dem... dem... really shouldn' t try | |
| Lil' Wayne cuz he will play with | |
| K' s And will bust a nigga wide open and put his brain on his plate | |
| Now watch a nigga neighborhood phhhh!!! go up in flames | |
| They... They all got burnt, couldn' t can' t stand the heat | |
| I bet none of them ? jackers ain' t gone test | |
| Lil' Wayne | |
| Cuz I... I clear the set messin' wit' me verse 2 | |
| I find a nigga where he stay | |
| Cock my iron release and spray | |
| We gone ride or we gone play | |
| Its on my mind nigga anyday | |
| Make you die where you lay | |
| Try me and see what shakes | |
| Why nigga | |
| I ain' t fake | |
| Bahdi bye bye now apply away | |
| With them blood claw... lawd lord | |
| The MOB will break them nuts off... lawd | |
| The must really think this is checkers boy... | |
| But why But to be this hot when u play wit' a peppa boy... | |
| Now cry Look... | |
| Look... I don' t mean no harm | |
| But u might think | |
| I' m wrong | |
| But if u play with me and my click, you' ll blow up like a bomb | |
| I... I upset yo home | |
| Throw slugz at yo dome | |
| Just gimme the word and | |
| I shine the chrome bring my help and its on | |
| Yall lil boys shouldn' t come against the uptown assasin | |
| Jump out quick out of the jag and blow fire like a dragon | |
| Soulja bandana wit' bannana clips to fit in my sweeper | |
| Once I hit the set look everybody burns like a heater Chorus | |
| Now hold up as | |
| I bust back, watch playboy | |
| Keep a dub sack, hey boy | |
| Come to irritate yo day, boy | |
| Watch yo chest seperate, boy | |
| When I cocks me gloc me done tossed dem buck shots | |
| And done kill them blood | |
| Clots.... What the deal | |
| Yall niggas wants some more of wit this | |
| Killas like us will take it to you front door with this | |
| See hittin' corners ain' t no real biggie | |
| I' m use to be set in that ? wit my still flippin' | |
| I' m pistol grippin'... ridin wit my grill glisten | |
| Niggas done caught up in beef .. till they still missin' | |
| Now catch me in the black truck with chrome wheels twistin' | |
| A lil tipsy he gone lie, talkin' bout he gone kill yo | |
| Ms.' s Now peep it out | |
| We gone clear da set but watch' em sweep!!! sweep it out | |
| I' m cheap and cheaper and cops bustin' in yo people house | |
| If the nigga wan' play | |
| I turn batter to flour | |
| So nigga clear da set and bout 5 after the hour Chorus x1 | |
| I make' em watch a nigga neighbor phhhh!!!! go up in flames | |
| They.. They all got burnt they can' t stand the heat | |
| I bet none of them ? jackers ain' t gone test | |
| Lil' Wayane | |
| Cuz I... I clear the set messin' wit' me | |
| With the blood claw..... lawd lord x3 | |
| Hot Boys untamed | |
| Guerillas... what!!! |
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