Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the who be talking loud and holding his dick
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 who be claiming 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
tint rolling deep like the president
See I go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
of the top dogg, and ain't no stopping this
Whatever the case, I trying to catch it
Lay low, big dope, and slang records
Unseen but heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive I ain't 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.
motherfuckers thinking they goin' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about what say
From the "world's dangerous group" N.W.A.

Our rise, it was no
I knew these fools would trip
Hating, faking, scheming on
And on the down low shit
Best move 'cause I refuse to
No matter which road I choose
So lay low 'cause you be bruised
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 this let me
what I came fo'

Where that nigga who be shit?
He don't come around no more because I his bitch
I her suck my dick, while I was squeezing the tits
Then I hit it from the back, tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was trying to 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 everybody your thong

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

Whats up pimping? 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 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 million hitta
It's, no limit til I
C-p-3, or Richmond, Cali's I be

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