Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

(music in bakground)
(eightball we doin this shit once
for you ass niggaz lay it the fuck down BEYITCH)

lay it down, lay it
you lay it down
lay it down, lay it
you hoes lay it

Verse Thorough

He's got his head back on his face is a frown
that nigga gangsta so bitch
Don't you clown, the sound, the style, of after Swisher
Oh how I wish ya would so I could hit ya
With shit slick and swift
as I slaughter quick, oughta flip fluents
to you how we be doin in the Suave House federation; that is cat
You don't know how it's comin cause you don't where at
A mack of all trades, low cut, fade
We all get paid, get sprayed, so buster behave
My flavor's too deep, please peep, I ain't
I represent at all cost and always got my on
So eeease back cause you marks can't with me
I got to much game in me, killin ain't no to me
a nut check, and I see you outta place
And I say that to say you're a BITCH, and you ain't got it takes
to stop the funk mutha from jackin
Brush up on yo skills, cause fool I ain't
With my hands on my dick, my click is thick so don't
bitches we ain't you hoes lay it down

Chorus: 2X

Verse Eightball

It's Sunday morning, I'm stil yawnin from the night
So much in my chest from the Swishers I smoke
OH NO!!!! Who is this hoe in the bed me?
I the pussy but I don't remember her name G
Grab me Swisher cut it up and fill it weed, hit that hoe
in the head, and her get out of my bed you damn freak
Hopped into the for an hour, it was hot as hell
Got and ran a gold comb through my curls
out of the house slow, tellin that hoe come on let's go
First I crack up the then, hit the switch on my six-four
coated paint, got the bitches at the bus stop sick
but at the time on my dick, thick
Beat a quick I'm sick, full of Swishers and malt liquor
I'm a killa on sticks, aggivated hallucinatin
Tryin to let go of my
but some unlucky nigga be a med patient
I gotta nine uzi AK, but that shit really matter
Cause if I gotta I rat-a-tat-a
to splatter the guts of nigga no nuts
and if you step to Suave you will to lay it down

Chorus: 2X

Verse Crime Boss

Here comes the spy, fry, get high, and get head rushed
the number one gangsta you can't touch or
so steppin is the wrong that you gots to against me
you best to do a driveby and be that you hit me
Cause nigga if you miss me I'ma to draw my gat
and take yo ass way back, way back way back in the days
I used to beat dope fiends down just get
my life as a hustler, sellin drugs was my only J
My was a trick hoe I had nowhere to stay
And nigga that's fucked all my homies are
been on this for ten years so I'm known on corners
with bitches and prostitutes, pimps and thugs
Five-oh harrassin me, so Boss is feelin slugs
A good guy bad, devious fuckin kid
Victim of ?, shit my momma did
These beats comin up, I'm servin those clucker bitches
My beeper still goin off, I'm thinkin of riches
for and sense, see I gotta have it goin on,
or be trapped in this hole for too long
ON!!!!

Verse MJG

buster in my yard talkin shit bout a bitch
claimin to be that bitch's but they look like dirty tricks
talkin about why did I meet that hoe, the hoe
charge the hoe, break the hoe, her inside her shit and go
Suckers how the fuck you think that MJG was gonna
on the only reason you mad cause you sister couldn't pussy
a back breakin, check takin, nigga constantly makin
money off you and your lady, I ain't tradin
Why don't you niggaz understand I'm the pimp the hoe
Now that Itold you now you know, break chain and let her go
Back on the track shake that ass, my money
Make it fast, get yo head swoll bringin me checks bitch me cash
yo panties, to let you start
To open your mouth, slurp and
on dick you, he's the trick you's a bitch, do ya job
when you through, get up and go, get the cheese, hit the
Catch a cab, back to the lab, bring my money hoe
don't you ever front me with a lame lie about my
Oh shit, look out bitch, dump a catch a plane
Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'ma clown all upside yo
Yeah bitch, I'ma lay it

repeat 2X