Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the who be talking loud 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 ain't 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!

Lay low, move until I say so
Limo tint deep like the president
See I go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress, of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the top dogg, and ain't no stopping
Whatever the case, I ain't to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and records
Unseen but heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst the L.B.C.
motherfuckers thinking they goin' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about y'all say
the "world's most dangerous group" N.W.A.

Our rise, it was no
I always knew these would trip
Hating, faking, on mine
And on the low talking shit
Best move 'cause I refuse to
No matter which road I choose
So lay low 'cause you might be
Top on the evening 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 this let me
what I came fo'

Where that nigga who be shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his
I made her suck my dick, while I was the tits
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them
She tried to make me cum, but I was trying to her home
Dropped you off and seen you fishing on raggedy brougham
Could of you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you everybody 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 came with and made the flip
Now grow 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 me Jed Clampett for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill 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 million dollar
It's, no limit til I
C-p-3, or Richmond, Cali's I be

For the nigga who be talking loud and 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 claiming my
And ain't from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be thinking I'm talking
And I won't do a thing, really so!