Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the nigga who be talking and holding his dick
Talking shit, he 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 my hood
And really from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be I'm just talking
And I do a thing, really hope 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 here to bang that gangsta shit to the
We call it stress, some of y'all it chocolate
Return of the top dogg, and ain't no stopping
Whatever the case, I ain't to catch it
Lay low, big dope, and slang records
Unseen but heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg emerge
From the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't
I the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinking they goin' on me
and Dre give a fuck about what y'all say
From the "world's most group" N.W.A.

Our rise, it was no
I always these fools would trip
Hating, faking, scheming on
And on the down low talking
Best move 'cause I to lose
No matter which damn I choose
So lay low 'cause you might be
Top story on the news
I ain't for games, so if you play 'em lay low
Lay down on the
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 because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezing the
I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was to take her home
you off and seen you fishing on your raggedy brougham
Could of you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show your thong

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

Whats up pimping? P and Snoop
Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing but loot
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, I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies me 'cause I'm a million dollar hitta
It's, no til I d-I-e
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 shit up out of my
Now she sick, she lay low
For the niggas who be my hood
And really ain't from my gang, lay low
I he don't be thinking I'm just talking
And I do a thing, really hope so!