Lay Low (Feat. Master P, Nate Dogg, Butch Cassidy And Tha Eastsidaz)

If dis one of my hoes two way

Ay ay Snoop whattup This nigga Dre

Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit
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 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'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 bitch
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 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' 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'

Where that nigga who be talkin' shit

He don't come around no more
Because I f**ked 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
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 shit
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 shit 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 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'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