Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

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

Lay it ho
Lay it down
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 on the couch nigga
Gimme up in you house nigga,
Shut yo mouth

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

Start it up, vroom 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
get paid too soon, one deep
One sweep away in a room
We getting over here
shit and fucking bitches
I don't what the fuck they doing Tune
My syrup purple, my Earth
My birth circle, I'll surf you
I'll squirt murk you, my hurtful
My shooters still got curb
Y'all as hot as Von Dutch
not gone harm much
Hijack y'all some prom
Ain't no retreat but my up
No graffiti, my up
It's Young Money in this
Until a nigga and gone
If you wanna set it off, you wanna bet it on?
I'm betting the wedding's off when everything is on
Point 'em out, ya life
Fuck ya style, with me
You a bucket foul, niggas'll buck ya
For a pile, you better duck it, pal

Lay it ho (Yeah)
Lay it down (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 lay it down

oh yo, shawty, yo name?
Is you tricking? Is you
Is you on that cane?
What the is you saying?
If you getting it, you getting it
my money I ain't splitting it
I ain't it, if she got a fat ass
Then I'm it (tippin' it)
out the bank, bye teller
Give a bum money, hi
Bad lil' ho, yellow
Brand new roley, sky
Just from Dubai
private eye
I a million dollars,
Swear to God ain't no lie
I them niggas was poppin'
Fake be watchin'
My glove be drippin' wet
But I got my
ain't no option
I'm bitches my doctrine
The Maybach ain't
If it ain't got no

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

I said, I mean partition
It's all a of my vision
I sit and count 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 gon' me hoe
Money
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!