Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down, Pt2

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

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

1: Thorough]
He's got his head tilted back on his is a frown
Who's nigga there it's 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 slaughter quick, oughta flip with
To show you how we be in the Suave House federation; that is cat
You don't know how it's comin cause you 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 ain't
I represent at all and always got my niner out
So eeease back cause you marks hang 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
Brushes up on yo skills, cause fool I ain't
With my hands on my dick, my click is thick so 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 hoe in the bed with me?
I remember the pussy but I don't remember her G
Grab me 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 on let's go
First I crack up the music then, hit the on my six-four
Candy coated paint, got the at the bus stop sick
But at the same on my dick, thick
Beat a bitch quick I'm sick, full of Swishers and malt
I'm a killa on sticks, aggivated hallucinatin
Tryin to let go of my
But some my luck, nigga gonna be a med
I gotta nine uzi AK, but that shit don't really
Cause if I gotta I rat-a-tat-a
To the guts of nigga with no nuts
And if you step to you will have to lay it down

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[Verse 3: Boss]
Here comes the spy, that fry, get high, and get rushed
The number one gangsta you can't touch or
So steppin is the wrong that you 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 back in the
I to beat dope fiends down just get paid
my life as a hustler, sellin drugs was my only J
My moms was a trick hoe I had nowhere to
And nigga that's fucked all my are loners
I've been on this for ten years so I'm known on
With bitches and prostitutes, pimps and thugs
Five-oh me, so Crime Boss is feelin slugs
A good guy gone bad, devious kid
Victim of?, shit my momma did
These dope beats comin up, I'm servin those clucker
My beeper still goin off, I'm thinkin of riches
For dollars and sense, see I gotta it goin on,
Or be in this hole for too motherfuckin long
ON!

[Verse 4:
Thirty buster in yard talkin shit bout a
Claimin to be that bitch's family but they look 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 fuck you think that MJG was slip
On the only reason you mad cause you sister pussy whip
A back breakin, check takin, pimp nigga constantly
off you and your lady, nigga I ain't tradin
Why don't you niggaz understand I'm the she's the hoe
Now that I you now you know, break that chain and let her go
Back on the track shake ass, make my money
Make it fast, get yo head swoll me checks bitch bring me cash
yo panties, to let you start
To open your mouth, 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 me with a lame lie about my bank
Oh shit, out bitch, dump a bitch catch a plane
hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'm a clown all upside yo head
Yeah bitch, I'm a lay it

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