Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

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 ain't 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, move until I say so
Limo tint rolling like the president
See I go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (bitch)
I'm here to bang that gangsta to the apocalypse
We it stress, some of y'all call 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
Unseen but well heard, do not
The only you alive 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will
From the and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinking goin' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a about what y'all say
From the "world's most 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 I refuse to lose
No matter damn road I choose
So lay low 'cause you might be
Top story on the news
I for games, so if you wanna 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 nigga who be talking shit?
He don't come around no because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was the tits
Then I hit it the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was to take her home
Dropped you off and seen you fishing on your raggedy
of thumped you and the dog (you little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your

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

Whats up pimping? It's P and
With Dre on the beat, ain't nothing but loot
They me Jed Clampett for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill for all the head I got
I it real-ah, 'cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me 'cause I'm a million dollar
It's, no limit til I
C-p-3, or Richmond, where I be

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 niggas who be my hood
And really from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be thinking I'm just
And I won't do a thing, really so!