Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lay Low, artist - DJ Quick. Album song Mixtape West Coast, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.09.2015
Record label: DJ Quick
Song language: English
Lay Low |
dr dre |
ay ay snoop whattup this your nigga dre |
ay man i was thinkin i ain’t said shit on your whole motherfuckin album |
so check it out put this on there |
all you motherfuckin haters out there can suck my motherfuckin dick |
and we still smokin what |
chorus nate dogg |
for the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick |
talkin shit he better lay low |
for the bitch that said i shot some shit up out of my dick |
now she sick she better lay low |
for the niggaz who be claimin my hood |
and really ain’t from my gang better lay low |
i hope he don’t be thinkin i’m just talkin |
and i won’t do a thing really hope so snoop dogg |
hmm lay low nobody move until i say so limo tint rollin deep like the president |
see i don’t go to clubs i never chase a bitch beitch |
i’m here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse |
we call it stress some of y’all call it chocolate |
return of the top dogg and ain’t no stoppin this |
whatever the case i ain’t tryin 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 than birds snoop dogg will emerge |
from the smoke and go loc you shouldn’t provoke |
i bring the worst from the l b c smash motherfuckers thinkin they gon’smash on me snoop and dre give a fuck about what y’all say |
from the world’s most dangerous group n w a ay ay butch cassidy |
our rise it was no surprise |
i always knew these fools would trip |
hatin fakin schemin on mine |
and on the down low talkin shit |
best move cause i refuse to lose |
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 wanna play 'em lay low |
lay down on the floor |
i’m in a rage so if we gotta do this let me know |
that’s what i came fo' |
goldie loc eastsidaz |
where that nigga who be talkin shit |
he don’t come around no more because i fucked his bitch |
i made her suck my dick while i was squeezin the tits |
then i hit it from the back gripped tight on them hips |
she tried to make me cum but i was tryin to take her home |
dropped you off and seen you fishin on your raggedy brougham |
coulda thumped you and the dog you little fag |
and don’t sag too hard you show everybody your thong |
tray deee eastsidaz |
booyaka booyaka we bring it straight to ya from 22's to luger’s the shit that shoot through ya who you motherfuckers think the top dogg bang with |
the same click he came with and made the game flip |
now niggaz grow they hair hope they stayin act hard |
that’s even tho’yo’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 master p whassup pimpin it’s p and snoop |
with dre on the beat this ain’t nuttin but loot |
they call me jackhammer for all the bread i got |
but they call me bill clinton for all the head i got |
i keeps it real ah cause i’m all about my scrilla |
the ladies love me cause i’m a million dolla hitta |
it’s no limit til i d i e |
c p 3 or richmond cali’s where i be |