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

[Verse 1:
got his head tilted back on his face is a frown
Who's that nigga there Thorough bitch
So don't you clown, the and style, of Swisher after Swisher
Oh how I wish ya step so I could hit ya
wicked shit slick and swift
As I quick, oughta flip with fluents
To show you how we be doin in the 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, so gets sprayed, so buster
My flavor's deep, please peep, I soft
I represent at all and always got my niner out
So eeease back cause you marks can't with me
I got to much game in me, ain't no thang to me
a nut check, and I see you outta 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
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:
It's Sunday morning, I'm yawnin from the night before
So sess in my chest from the Swishers I smoke
OH NO! Who is this hoe in the bed 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 into the shower for an hour, it was hot as
Got dressed and ran a gold comb my curls
Walkin out of the house slow, that hoe come on let's 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 same time on my dick,
Beat a bitch quick I'm sick, full of and malt liquor
I'm a on them sticks, aggivated hallucinatin
to let go of my frustration
But my luck, nigga gonna be a med patient
I gotta nine uzi AK, but that shit don't really
Cause if I I will rat-a-tat-a
To splatter the guts of with no nuts
And if you step to you will have to lay it down

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[Verse 3: Crime
Here comes the spy, fry, get high, and get head rushed
The number one gangsta you can't touch or
So is the wrong 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 take yo ass way back, cause way back way in the days
I used to beat dope down just get paid
Live my life as a hustler, drugs was my only J
My was a trick hoe I had nowhere to stay
And nigga that's fucked all my are loners
I've been on this for ten years so I'm known on
With and prostitutes, pimps and killa thugs
Five-oh 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 those clucker bitches
My beeper goin off, I'm thinkin of addin riches
For dollars and sense, see I have it goin on,
Or be trapped in hole for too motherfuckin long
ON!

[Verse 4:
Thirty buster in talkin shit bout a bitch
Claimin to be that bitch's family but they look dirty tricks
Talkin about why did I meet hoe, fuck the hoe
the hoe, break the hoe, bust her inside her shit and go
Suckers how the fuck you think that MJG was slip
On the reason you mad cause you sister couldn't pussy whip
A back breakin, takin, pimp nigga constantly makin
Money off you and your lady, nigga I ain't
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, make my
Make it fast, get yo head swoll bringin me checks bring me cash
Drop yo panties, to let you
To open your mouth, and slob
On this you, he's the trick you's a bitch, do ya job
you through, get up and go, get the cheese, hit the door
Catch a cab, back to the lab, my motherfuckin money hoe
Don't you front me with a lame lie about my bank
Oh shit, out bitch, dump a bitch catch a plane
Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'm a all upside yo head
Yeah bitch, I'm a lay it

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