Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

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

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

Our rise, it was no
I knew these fools would trip
Hating, faking, scheming on
And on the down low talking
Best move I refuse to lose
No which damn road I choose
So lay low 'cause you might be
Top story on the evening
I ain't for games, so if you wanna 'em lay low
Lay down on the
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me
That's I came fo'

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

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

Whats up pimping? It's P and
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing but
They call me Jed Clampett for all the I got
But they call me Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it real-ah, 'cause I'm all my scrilla
The ladies love me 'cause I'm a dollar hitta
It's, no limit til I
C-p-3, or Richmond, Cali's I be

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