Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

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

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

One: Thorough

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

Chorus: 2X

Verse Two:

It's Sunday morning, I'm stil yawnin the night before
So much sess in my chest from the Swishers I
OH NO!!!! Who is hoe in the bed with me?
I remember the pussy but I remember her name G
Grab me cut it up and fill it with weed, hit that hoe
in the head, and her get out of my bed you damn freak
Hopped into the shower for an hour, it was hot as
Got dressed and ran a gold through my curls
Walkin out of the house slow, that hoe come on let's go
First I crack up the then, hit the switch on my six-four
Candy coated paint, got the bitches at the bus sick
but at the same time on my dick,
a bitch 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 unlucky nigga gonna be a med patient
I gotta nine uzi AK, but that don't really matter
if I gotta I will rat-a-tat-a
to the guts of nigga with no nuts
and if you step to Suave you will to lay it down

repeat 2X

Verse Crime Boss

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

Verse MJG

Thirty buster in my yard talkin bout a bitch
claimin to be that bitch's but they look like dirty tricks
talkin about why did I meet hoe, fuck the hoe
charge the hoe, break the hoe, bust her her shit and go
Suckers how the you think that MJG was gonna slip
on the only reason you mad you sister couldn't pussy whip
a back breakin, check takin, pimp nigga constantly
money off you and your lady, I ain't tradin
Why you niggaz understand I'm the pimp she's the hoe
Now that Itold you now you know, break that and let her go
Back on the track shake that ass, my money
Make it fast, get yo head swoll bringin me bitch bring me cash
yo panties, to let you start
To open mouth, slurp and slob
on this dick you, 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 motherfuckin hoe
don't you ever front me with a lie about my bank
Oh shit, look out bitch, a bitch catch a plane
Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'ma all upside yo head
bitch, I'ma lay it down

Chorus: 2X