Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

YMCMB, bitches call me Lee
I be with that shoot police
I that iron, you can get creased
And if she say she didn't
Bitch ya lying through ya
say it cost to be the boss
The in jail wish they were free
Niggas call me Hi-C because I'm as you can see
say they paid they dues
Well I'm checking receipt
as well go stupid
Since this is a stupid
the owl out the tree
And ask bitch, who but me?
Got ya bent over nigga, hands to her feet
Tell that pig and that cow I'll go ham if beef
all my niggas well rounded
Don't fuck with none of these square
on, Ghostface Killah
Draw down and niggas
I'm a Blood, is you a blood
Swisher of that 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 hoes lay it down, lay it down, lay it
You hoes lay it

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

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

Yeah it up, vroom vroom
a bitch out the bus, boom boom
Unless I get the brain, poom
She let a nigga run and get the
Run a train, zoom
Tryna get too soon, one deep
One sweep away in a room
We money over here
Talking shit and fucking
I know what the fuck they doing Tune
My syrup purple, my turf
My birth circle, dirt surf you
I'll squirt you, my verse hurtful
My still got curb curfews
'bout as hot as Von Dutch
Y'all not harm much
Hijack y'all prom busts
Ain't no but my arms up
No graffiti, my up
It's Money in this shit
Until a nigga dead and
If you wanna set it off, you wanna bet it on?
I'm betting the wedding's off everything is wetted on
'em out, Truk ya life
Fuck ya style, with me
You a foul, niggas'll buck ya smile
For a dunkin pile, you better it, pal

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

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

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

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

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