Set it Off

[Intro] Set it off, set it off, set it off, set it Set it off, set it off, set it off [Jay aka Jadakiss] I'm saying "What!" to niggas that act like wreck When I flash the Tec and hit a nigga in his neck With two slugs, blood is a sign of vic And if his bitch wanna snitch she can bite the dick That's my word, anything goes for the hoes I'm snatching rings, earrings, jewels and clothes From the ghetto, trying to get my hands on a ki So fuck Mike cause niggas wanna be like me They think I'm crazy, nigga, like a bag of dust I don't listen to the fuss cause I'm trying to bust With the motherfucking BM drop, 325 By the way, me and my crew, we real live Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds Niggas can't fuck around with the bloody words [Sheik aka Sheek Louch] A-yo, I buck shots at midnight like I'm a fucking crook Do stick-ups, head North, get the cash and book I make ends but it depends on the type of vic If it's a dealer the Tec-9 will kill him quick Who's to say if I won't, money, and if I will? I let it rip and up close and watch your temple spill Mad blood everywhere but who says I did it? Bullets they caught but in my gun, it wouldn't have fitted Cause I'm blasting with the cannon every fucking hour .22s don't work, I need a double power Watch your back for The Warlocks, hit the street And stay low for the stray bullets past your meat Mad young but I don't give a hoot So I just pollute and kicking heads with my fucking boot So put your dicks up, money, or head North Or head for the border before my squad decide to set it off [Hook] Set it off, yo, set it off (Repeat 4X) [MC Lotto] I know you niggas don't want drama cause I'mma tear that ass out the frame I was born insane and surrounded by the drug game And ain't a damn thing changed, I still chill With the Glock on the block trying to make a mill Niggas is done for fun, so don't test, son I find a victim and stick him and move to the next one Serial killer, but I ain't after Captain Crunch I murdered the Brady Bunch cause I'm out to lunch Lost my brain in the drug game, I love to do the wrong thing I make g's from selling ki's of cocaine No judge can judge me, police can't touch me Watch out, shit's about to get ugly I got the Tec, so respect the Main Source MC Lotto, yeah, I came to set it off [Sha-Queen aka Ma Barker] Yo, watch the evil spirit rise when niggas get me fed I slash a bitch and leave her weave up in the bloodshed A heartless bitch with a switch giving bitches stitches I got a backyard that's full of fucking dead snitches And plus this chick is flowing slick it's coming from the mental No shame in my game, I'm aiming for your fucking temple And plus I'm coming equipped with the mad styles The niggas I kill will go down with chalk profiles Yeah, you bloody roughneck, my style's damn good The shit I kick is taking motherfuckers manhood So all that shit you plan on talking yo, you won't be able So watch your mouth before you catch a fist that rocks your cradle And now you know my state of mind that I'm letting off And any time that I rhyme I'm gonna set it off [Hook] [Mikey D] Yo back the fuck up, before I catch a body I'm giving niggas boxes And that's including motherfucking hotties So get your pistols and your posse if you think you can stop me I open 'em up like a autopsy I got a crew of niggas waiting for the combat If we can't get you we stepping where your mom's at So all that rah-rah shit gotta cease, I pop my leash If it's beef you ain't leaving in one piece I drink a forty and I take over 40 Blocks Niggas with Glocks give me props, they say, "Shorty rocks" From 40 Projects to 40 acres and a mule Knock out a 40, then I'm knocking out 40 fools If they ever try to get with the nitwit, forget this The hitlist and crippling the witness I gotta get it off, when I let it off Straight up and down, motherfuckers, I set it off [Hook x2]