Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

For the who be talking loud and holding his dick
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 he don't be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, hope so!

Lay low, nobody until I say so
Limo rolling deep like the president
See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a (bitch)
I'm here to bang gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the top dogg, and ain't no this
Whatever the case, I ain't to catch it
Lay low, big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not
The only reason you alive 'cause I sent the word
I flip, than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc, you provoke
I bring the worst the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinking they 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 always knew these fools would
Hating, faking, on mine
And on the down low shit
Best move 'cause I refuse to
No matter which damn road I
So lay low you might be bruised
Top story on the 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 do this let me know
That's what I fo'

Where that nigga who be talking
He don't come around no more I fucked his bitch
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 to take her home
Dropped you off and seen you fishing on your brougham
of thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your

We it straight to ya
From to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
Who you think the top dogg bang with?
The same click he came with and made the flip
Now niggas grow hair, hope 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? It's P and
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, 'cause I'm all about my
The ladies love me I'm a million dollar hitta
It's, no til I d-I-e
C-p-3, or Richmond, where I be

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