Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down, Pt2

[Music plays in
(Eightball we doin shit once again
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

1: Thorough]
He's got his head back on his face is a frown
Who's nigga there it's Thorough bitch
So don't you clown, the sound and style, of after Swisher
Oh how I ya would step so I could hit ya
With wicked slick and swift
As I quick, oughta flip with fluents
To show you how we be doin in the Suave House that is cat
You don't know how it's comin you don't where it's at
A mack of all trades, low cut, fade
We all get paid, so sprayed, so buster behave
My flavor's deep, please peep, I soft
I at all cost and always got my niner out
So eeease back you marks can't hang 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 mutha from freelance jackin
Brushes up on yo skills, fool I ain't lackin
With my hands on my dick, my click is thick so clown
Bitches we ain't you hoes lay it down

x2]

[Verse 2:
It's Sunday morning, I'm stil yawnin from the night
So much sess in my chest from the Swishers I
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 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 slow, tellin that hoe come on let's go
First I up the music then, hit the switch on my six-four
Candy paint, got the bitches at the bus stop sick
But at the time on my dick, thick
Beat a bitch quick I'm sick, full of Swishers and liquor
I'm a on them sticks, aggivated hallucinatin
to let go of my frustration
But some my luck, nigga gonna be a med
I gotta nine uzi AK, but that shit don't matter
Cause if I gotta I will
To splatter the guts of nigga no nuts
And if you step to you will have to lay it down

x2]

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

[Verse 4:
Thirty buster in yard talkin shit 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, bust her her shit and go
Suckers how the fuck you think that MJG was gonna
On the only reason you mad cause you couldn't pussy whip
A back breakin, check takin, pimp nigga makin
Money off you and your lady, nigga I tradin
Why don't you niggaz I'm the pimp she's the hoe
Now that I told you now you know, break chain and let her go
Back on the shake that ass, make my money
Make it fast, get yo head bringin me checks bitch bring me cash
Drop yo panties, to let you
To open your mouth, and slob
On this dick you, he's the you's a bitch, do ya job
When you through, get up and go, get the cheese, hit the
Catch a cab, to the lab, bring my motherfuckin money hoe
Don't you ever me with a lame lie about my bank
Oh shit, look out bitch, dump a catch a plane
Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'm a clown all upside yo
bitch, I'm a lay it down

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