Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the nigga who be loud and holding his dick
Talking shit, he lay low
For the bitch that said I shot shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she lay low
For the niggas who be my hood
And ain't from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, really so!

Lay low, nobody until I say so
Limo rolling deep like the president
See I go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the top dogg, and no stopping this
Whatever the case, I ain't trying to it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang
Unseen but heard, do not disturb
The only reason you 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg emerge
From the and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinking they goin' on me
Snoop and Dre a fuck about what y'all say
the "world's most dangerous group" N.W.A.

Our rise, it was no
I always knew fools would trip
Hating, faking, scheming on
And on the low talking shit
move 'cause I refuse to lose
No matter which damn I choose
So lay low 'cause you be bruised
Top story on the news
I for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we do this let me know
That's I came fo'

Where that nigga who be shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his
I her suck my dick, while I was squeezing the tits
I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She to make me cum, but I was trying to take her home
Dropped you off and seen you on your raggedy brougham
of thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your

We it straight to ya
22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the top dogg with?
The same he came with and made the game flip
Now niggas grow they hair, they staying act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped
The backyard is where we get our on
The black car drive by then you get on

up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't but loot
They call me Jed Clampett for all the I got
But they me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, 'cause I'm all about my
The ladies love me I'm a million dollar hitta
It's, no limit til I
C-p-3, or Richmond, where I be

For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his
shit, he better lay low
For the that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick, she lay low
For the niggas who be claiming my
And ain't from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be thinking I'm just
And I do a thing, really hope so!