Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

YMCMB, bitches me Tunechi Lee
I be with niggas shoot police
I keep that iron, you can get
And if she say she fuck
ya lying through ya teeth
They say it cost to be the
The ones in jail they were free
Niggas call me because I'm high as you can see
Niggas say they they dues
Well I'm your receipt
Might as go stupid
this is a stupid beat
Grab the owl out the
And ask bitch, who but me?
Got ya bitch bent over nigga, to her feet
that pig and that cow I'll go ham if it's beef
'Cause all my well rounded
Don't with none of these square niggas
Mask on, Killah
Draw down and niggas
I'm a Blood, is you a blood
Swisher of that California
I hit it sideways,
Then she catch 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 on the couch nigga
Gimme up in you house nigga,
Shut yo mouth

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

Yeah it up, vroom vroom
Uppercut a bitch out the bus, boom
Unless I get the brain, poom
She let a nigga run and get the
Run a train, zoom
Tryna get paid too soon, one
One sweep away in a room
We getting over here
Talking shit and bitches
I don't know what the they doing Tune
My purple, my turf Earth
My birth circle, dirt surf you
I'll murk you, my verse hurtful
My still got curb curfews
Y'all 'bout as hot as Von
Y'all not harm much
Hijack y'all prom busts
Ain't no but my arms up
No graffiti, my up
It's Young Money in shit
Until a nigga and gone
If you wanna set it off, you wanna bet it on?
I'm the wedding's off when everything is wetted on
Point 'em out, Truk ya
Fuck ya style, fuck 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 lay it down, lay it down, lay it down
You hoes lay it

oh yo, shawty, what's yo
Is you Is you paying?
Is you sniffing on cane?
What the fuck is you
If you it, then you getting it
It's my money I ain't it
I tripling it, if she got a fat ass
Then I'm it (tippin' it)
Came out the bank, bye
a bum money, hi fella
Bad ho, high yellow
Brand new roley, sky
left from Dubai
Flew eye
I a million dollars,
to God that ain't no lie
I said niggas was poppin'
Fake niggas be
My black be drippin' wet
But I got my
Losing no option
I'm teaching bitches my
The ain't poppin'
If it ain't got no

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

I said, oops I partition
all a part of my vision
I sit and count this money while I watch you audition

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