Lay Low (Explicit)

Lay Low (Explicit) - Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)/Master p/Nate Dogg (奈特·道格)/Butch Cassidy/Tha Eastsidaz

If dis one of my hoes two way

Ay ay Snoop whattup This ni**a Dre

Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said sh*t

On your whole motherf**kin' album

Check it out put this on there

All you motherf**kin' haters out there

Can suck my motherf**kin' dick

And we still smokin' what

For the ni**a who be talkin' loud

And holdin' his dick

Talkin' sh*t he better lay low

For the b**ch that said

I shot some sh*t up out of my dick

Now she's 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

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 b**ch

I'm here to bang that gangsta sh*t 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 d**e 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 motherf**kers thinkin' they gon' smash on me

Snoop and Dre give a f**k about what y'all say

From the world's most dangerous group N W A ay ay

Our rise it was no surprise

I always knew these fools would trip

Hatin' fakin' schemin' on mine

And on the down low talkin' sh*t

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'

Where that ni**a who be talkin' sh*t

He don't come around no more

Because I f**ked his b**ch

I made her suck my dick while

I was squeezin' the tits

Then I hit it from the back

Gripped tight on them hips

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

And don't sag too hard

You show everybody your thong

Booyaka booyaka we bring it straight to ya

From 22's to Luger's the sh*t

That shoot through ya

Who you motherf**kers 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' C E O

Talk sh*t get slapped hard

The backyard is where we

Get our scrap on

The black car drive by

Then you get capped on

Whassup pimpin' It's P and Snoop

With Dre on the beat

This ain't nuttin' but loot

They call me Jed Clampett

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

CP3 or Richmond Cali's where I be

For the ni**a who be talkin' loud

And holdin' his dick

Talkin' sh*t he better lay low

For the b**ch that said I shot some

Sh*t up out of my dick

Now she's 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