Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down, Pt2

[Music plays in
(Eightball we this shit once again
For you fake ass lay it the fuck down BEYITCH)

Lay it down, lay it
You hoes lay it
Lay it down, lay it
You hoes lay it

1: Thorough]
He's got his tilted back on his face is a frown
Who's that nigga it's Thorough bitch
So don't you clown, the sound and style, of Swisher Swisher
Oh how I wish ya step so I could hit ya
wicked shit slick and swift
As I slaughter quick, oughta flip with
To show you how we be doin in the House federation; that is cat
You don't know how it's cause you don't where it's at
A of all trades, low cut, tight fade
We all get paid, so sprayed, so buster behave
My flavor's deep, peep, I ain't soft
I at all cost and always got my niner out
So back cause you marks can't hang with me
I got to much game in me, killin ain't no to me
Give a nut check, and I see you place
And I say that to say a BITCH, and you ain't got what it takes
To stop the funk mutha from jackin
Brushes up on yo skills, fool I ain't lackin
With my on my dick, my click is thick so don't clown
Bitches we ain't playin you hoes lay it

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[Verse 2:
Sunday morning, I'm stil yawnin from the night before
So much sess in my chest the Swishers I smoke
OH NO! Who is hoe in the bed with me?
I remember the but I don't remember her name G
me Swisher cut it up and fill it with weed, hit that hoe
In the head, and tell her get out of my bed you freak
Hopped the shower for an hour, it was hot as hell
Got dressed and ran a gold comb my curls
Walkin out of the house slow, tellin that hoe come on go
First I up the music 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
to let go of my frustration
But some my luck, gonna be a med patient
I nine uzi AK, but that shit don't really matter
if I gotta I will rat-a-tat-a
To splatter the guts of with no nuts
And if you step to Suave you will to lay it down

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[Verse 3: Boss]
Here comes the spy, that fry, get high, and get head
The one gangsta you can't touch or bust
So steppin is the that you gots to come against me
You best to do a driveby and be that you hit me
Cause nigga if you me I'm a have to draw my gat
And yo ass way back, cause way back way back in the days
I used to beat dope fiends down just get
Live my as a hustler, sellin drugs was my only J
My moms was a trick hoe I had nowhere to
And nigga fucked all my homies are loners
been on this for ten years so I'm known on corners
With and prostitutes, pimps and killa thugs
harrassin me, so Crime Boss is feelin slugs
A good guy gone bad, fuckin kid
of?, shit that my momma did
These dope beats comin up, I'm servin clucker bitches
My beeper still off, I'm thinkin of addin riches
For dollars and sense, see I gotta have it on,
Or be trapped in hole for too motherfuckin long
ON!

[Verse 4:
Thirty buster in yard talkin shit a bitch
Claimin to be that bitch's family but they look like dirty
about why did I meet that hoe, fuck the hoe
Charge the hoe, break the hoe, her inside her shit and go
how the fuck you think that MJG was gonna slip
On the reason you mad cause you sister couldn't pussy whip
A back breakin, takin, pimp nigga constantly makin
off you and your lady, nigga I ain't tradin
Why don't you understand I'm the pimp she's the hoe
Now that I told you now you know, that chain and let her go
Back on the track shake that ass, my money
it fast, get yo head swoll bringin me checks bitch bring me cash
Drop yo panties, to let you
To open your mouth, slurp and
On this dick you, he's the trick a bitch, do ya job
When you through, get up and go, get the cheese, hit the
a cab, back to the lab, bring my motherfuckin money hoe
Don't you ever front me with a lame lie my bank
Oh shit, look out bitch, dump a bitch catch a
Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'm a all upside yo head
bitch, I'm a lay it down

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