Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

YMCMB, call me Tunechi Lee
I be with niggas shoot police
I that iron, you can get creased
And if she say she didn't
ya lying through ya teeth
They say it to be the boss
The ones in jail they were free
Niggas call me Hi-C because I'm as you can see
Niggas say they paid they
Well I'm checking receipt
Might as go stupid
Since is a stupid beat
Grab the owl out the
And ask bitch, who but me?
Got ya bitch bent nigga, hands to her feet
Tell that pig and cow I'll go ham if it's beef
all my niggas well rounded
Don't fuck with none of these niggas
Mask on, Ghostface
down and erase niggas
I'm a Blood, is you a donor?
Swisher of that California
I hit it sideways,
Then she catch nut like pneumonia
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 lay it down

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

Put the money on the couch
everything up in you house 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
get paid too soon, one deep
One away in a room room
We money over here
Talking shit and bitches
I know what the fuck they doing Tune
My purple, my turf Earth
My birth circle, I'll dirt you
I'll squirt murk you, my verse
My shooters still got curb
Y'all as hot as Von Dutch
not gone harm much
Hijack y'all some busts
Ain't no retreat but my up
No graffiti, my up
It's Young Money in shit
Until a dead 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 bucket foul, buck ya smile
For a dunkin pile, you better it, pal

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

oh yo, shawty, yo name?
Is you tricking? Is you
Is you sniffing on that
What the is you saying?
If you getting it, then you 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, high
new roley, sky dweller
Just left from
Flew eye
I a million dollars,
to God that ain't no lie
I said niggas was poppin'
niggas be watchin'
My glove be drippin' wet
But I got my
ain't no option
I'm teaching my doctrine
The Maybach poppin'
If it ain't got no

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

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

Da fuck is with you bitches?
I don't give a
You don't me, you don't see me.
Bitch you gon' me hoe
Money
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!