Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

YMCMB, bitches me Tunechi Lee
I be niggas that shoot police
I keep that iron, you can get
And if she say she didn't
Bitch ya through ya teeth
They say it cost to be the
The ones in jail wish they free
Niggas call me because I'm high as you can see
Niggas say they paid dues
I'm checking your receipt
Might as go stupid
Since is a stupid beat
the owl out the tree
And ask bitch, who but me?
Got ya bitch over nigga, hands to her feet
that pig and that cow I'll go ham if it's beef
'Cause all my niggas well
fuck with none of these square niggas
Mask on, Killah
Draw down and niggas
I'm a Blood, is you a donor?
Swisher full of California
I hit it sideways,
Then she that nut like pneumonia
Lil

Lay it ho
Lay it bitch
Lay it ho
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it
You lay it down, lay it down, lay it down
You lay it down

Put the money on the nigga
everything up in you house nigga,
Shut yo nigga

Put the money on the nigga
everything up in you house nigga,
Shut yo mouth

Yeah Start it up, vroom
Uppercut a bitch out the bus, boom
I get the brain, poom poom
She let a run and get the gang
Run a train, zoom
Tryna get paid too soon, one
One sweep in a room room
We getting money over
shit and fucking bitches
I don't know the fuck they doing Tune
My purple, my turf Earth
My birth circle, I'll dirt you
I'll squirt murk you, my hurtful
My shooters still got curb
'bout as hot as Von Dutch
Y'all not gone harm
Hijack y'all some busts
no retreat but my arms up
No graffiti, my up
It's Young Money in shit
Until a nigga dead and
If you set it off, what you wanna bet it on?
I'm the wedding's off when everything is wetted on
'em out, Truk ya life
Fuck ya style, with me
You a bucket foul, niggas'll ya smile
For a dunkin pile, you duck it, pal

Lay it ho (Yeah)
Lay it bitch (and I smoke)
Lay it ho
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it
You lay it down, lay it down, lay it down
You hoes lay it

oh yo, shawty, yo name?
Is you tricking? Is you
Is you sniffing on cane?
What the fuck is you
If you getting it, you getting it
It's my money I splitting it
I tripling it, if she got a fat ass
I'm tipping it (tippin' it)
Came out the bank, bye
a bum money, hi fella
Bad lil' ho, high
new roley, sky dweller
Just from Dubai
private eye
I made a dollars,
to God that ain't no lie
I said niggas was poppin'
Fake niggas be
My glove be drippin' wet
But I got my
Losing no option
I'm bitches my doctrine
The Maybach poppin'
If it ain't got no

Oops I partition
It's all a part of my
I sit and count this money I watch you bitches audition

I said, oops I mean
It's all a of my vision
I sit and this money while I watch you bitches audition

Da fuck is wrong with you
I don't a fuck
You don't hear me, you see me.
Bitch you feel me hoe
Young
Young-young nigga.
Young-young, lay it down, lay it down, you lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down, you lay it down, ah!