Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the nigga who be talking loud and his dick
shit, he better lay low
For the bitch 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!

Lay low, nobody move I say so
Limo rolling deep like the president
See I don't go to clubs, I chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all 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
but well heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I ain't the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will
From the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't
I bring the from the L.B.C.
Smash thinking they 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 always knew fools would trip
Hating, faking, on mine
And on the down low talking
Best move I refuse to lose
No matter which damn road I
So lay low you might be bruised
Top on the evening news
I ain't for games, so if you wanna 'em lay low
Lay on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me
That's what I fo'

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

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

up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this nothing but loot
They call me Jed for all the bread I got
But call me Bill 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 nigga who be talking loud and holding his
Talking shit, he 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 be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, hope so!