Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his
shit, he better lay low
For the bitch that said I 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 be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, really so!

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

Our rise, it was no
I always knew these fools trip
Hating, faking, on mine
And on the low talking shit
Best 'cause I refuse to lose
No matter which damn road I
So lay low 'cause you might be
Top story on the evening
I for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do let me know
That's what I fo'

Where that nigga who be shit?
He don't come around no more because I his bitch
I made her suck my dick, I was squeezing the tits
Then I hit it 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 your thong

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

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

For the nigga who be talking and holding his dick
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 really ain't from my gang, lay low
I he don't be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, really so!