Lay Low

アーティストSnoop Dogg (featuring Master P, Nate Dogg, Butch Cassidy, Goldie Loc, Tray Deee)
作詞A.Young, M.Elizondo, C.Broadus
作曲A.Young, M.Elizondo, C.Broadus
Yo whats cripilating this big Snoop Dogg leave your name and number at
the motherfucking beep, if this one of my hoes two way.
Eh, eh Snoop what up this your nigga Dre, hey man I was thinking I ain't
sayed shit on your whole mother fucking album. So check it out, put this
on there. All you mother fucking haters out there can suck my mother
fucking dick. And we still smoking... what!

Chorus:
For the nigga who be talking loud and be holding his dick, talking
shit, he better lay low. If a bitch said I shot some shit up out of my
dick now she sick, she better lay low. For the niggas who be claiming my
hood but ain't really from my gang, better lay low. I hope he don't
think I'm just talking and won't do a thing. Really hope so.

Verse I:
Hum... lay low nobody move till I say so, limo tint rolling deep like
the president, see I don't go to clubs I never chase a bitch, bang that
gangst shit to the apocalypse, we call it stress some of y'all call it
chocolate, return of the top Dog and ain't no stopping it. Whatever the
case I ain't trying to catch it, lay low blow big dope and slang records,
unseen but well heard do not disturb, the only reason you alive cause I
ain't sent the word, I flip faster then bird Snoop Dogg will emerge, from
the smoke and go loc you shouldn't provoke, I bring the worse from the
LBC, smash mother fuckers think they gonna smash on me. Snoop and Dre
give a fuck about what y'all say. From the worlds most dangerous group
NWA.

I rise it was no surprise, I always knew these fools would trip.
Hating, faking, scheming on mine and on the down low talking shit. Thast
cool cause I refuse to loose no matter which damn road I choose. So lay
low cause you might be bruised top story on the evening news. I ain't for
games so if you want to play them lay low. Lay down on the floor, I'm
in a rage so if we got to do this let me know, that's what I came for.

Verse II:
Where that nigga who be talking shit, he don't come around no more
cause I fucked his bitch. I made him suck my dig while I was squeezing
the tits, then I hit it from the back grip tight on them hips, he tried
to make me come when I was trying to take her home, dropped you off and
seen you fixed shit on your raggedy broom, cause dumped you in the dome,
and don't sag to hard you'll show everybody your thong.

Verse III:
Booyahkah, Booyahkah, Boo yah, we bring it straight to you, from 22's
to lugers the shit that shoot through yah. Who you mother fuckers think
the top dog bang with the same click he came with and made the game
flip. Now niggas grow there hair hold there stare and act hard, best
even know you CEO talk shit get slapped hard, the backyard is where we
get our scrap on, the black car drive by, then you get capped on.

Verse IV:
Whats up pimpin' its P and Snoop, with Dre on the beat this ain't
nothing but loot. They call me Jack Hammer for all the bread I got, or
they call Bill Clinton for all the head I got. Keeps it realer cause I'm
all about my scrillah, the ladies love me cause I'm a million dollar
hitter. Its No Limit til I D.I.E. CP3 or Richmond, Cali where I be.

Chorus:
For the nigga who be talking loud and be holding his dick, talking
shit, he better lay low. If a bitch said I shot some shit up out of my
dick now she sick, she better lay low. For the niggas who be claiming my
hood but ain't really from my gang, better lay low. I hope he don't
think I'm just talking and won't do a thing. Really hope so.

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