Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

Verse 1 -

In the rain with the beat, with the heat,
in the seat, sinking and thinking ya'll know the way I rhyme,
I'm a raw shined up, out rhymed up,
get wife good and ball it out till your time up.
Want to him quick?, put him in a filthy ditch,
be filthy rich, over a filthy bitch.
for the flows,
wouldn't be no jocking and breaking their necks to get your's,
so I suppose, rockin' show, hoes,
flockin, I'm dough, I control,
rock-n-roll, soldiers on lock-n-load,
and come through shoot it up,
fist fight, it up,
the future, truly number one who was us.
No question we'll bust in fast cars,
blocks in Nascars, of bad brahs.
We got a few with us, 50 trust,
you hit the bus, you niggas ease up.

- The Game

I heard another nigga from that G-Unit talking shit,
she's Yayo,
and they him out the house that's the reason why he running his lips,
he's on payroll.
You want to die all you do is keep on fucking with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas that's the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I the po-po.

2 - Techniec

You rap guys stick to rap,
colliding with hood niggas that spit it
will get you so killas clapped.
And think it's the fans,
but my got the M 1 Sixes, get loose in the stands,
Techniec on the side of the with a gauge and 4 4 long deuce-deuce in his pants.
So I'ma just fall back, nigga I lose you for a grand,
no gunpowder, in the hand.
want to see Tech fly, they rather see Tech in the can,
I spit grams, till the in the hand,
the Tec in the hand, respect my demand,
or find your set in a jam when the Tec will go blam!

Chorus - The

I heard another nigga from that G-Unit talking shit,
she's Yayo,
and they kicked him out the house that's the why he running his lips,
he's on payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is keep on with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas snitches the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I the po-po.

3 - The Game

Drive-by, in the Bentley coupe,
ghost town outside, ain't to shoot.
call me Noman for all the heads I shot,
they call you state evidence for all the dime's dropped.
Real love I'm a million dollar killa,
got banana for you so called gorillas.
cap peeling till I D I E,
you looking for me, Southern is where I be.

- The Game

I heard another nigga from that G-Unit click shit,
Tony Yayo,
and they kicked him out the that's the reason why he running his lips,
he's on payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is keep on with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You snitches that's the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I the po-po.