Lyrics:
(nah)
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay (ay) never show a nigga where your mama head lay (nah)
A, k, k, k, k, white in my kitchen like the KKK (white)
Whole lotta
Running up bands with a nympho
Bitch make a trick lay down like a kick door
Big hemp rolled full of indo
You can smell it when you walk by a nigga
N-None of these Niggas be steppin'
I catch'em lackin' get beat with the weapon
I lay'um down with the Wesson
Speaking on me imma send'um to heaven
Nigga
opinions based on just what we've heard
Ameri-k-k-k-a is force feeding you lies down your throats with a silver spoon
And eventually, we'll all be doomed
Yeah)
Lay the seats down let her suck me up (Pwephh)
Yeah
I got too litty
They told me that’s enough (What?)
Yeah
We gone ride out till the wheels fall
Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
lay this nigga, fuck this nigga
Hundred rounds lay 'em down from a far
Talking that trunk shit laid down by the bar
Spit it how I live it, yeah,
bizarre
Rappin' style used by me, the B-I-Z
M-A-R-K-I with the E and, you will be agreein'
A brother ain't a brother unless he is say like G'n
Up with
got to play it now
You got to lay it down
And clown for your crown, have respect now
That's a test just to see if you gonna bring it to em
Then come
the street
Bird can finesse me out bread
I had to learn don't f**k with chickens
Aunty say that they lay eggs
What yu go do when they hatch
I was trapping in
with 12, I ain't runnin' from Janks
When 12 ran down on me for that Pole , I just gave that shit up
I don't speak on my case, and I ain't had a court
on the way down
I'm from Memphis, she from the A-Town
I keep my pistol with me when I lay down, huh
You know I got seventy-five shots left in that K round
wear the crown
Bitch ass niggas wanna lay me down, many men wish death on me
All my niggas getting money, so all my niggas step for free,
Free all
the b**** tend to rise out a n****
It's history, Snitch, who decided he's a member
Once he got pinched, coincided with law
Same homie say he lay it down
need-a lay
Taking my time I just gotta play the game uh
Yeah man what you tryna say
I been on my grind ain't playing 2k
Coming out the drain gotta lean
it back
And we gon see
Everything so lit
Back em down in the paint
I don't care about what they say
I'm getting paid
They got the K's
I'm litty off my
the race
If we aint seein eye to eye then I can open up the K
He tryna be as fly as fast I'll leave em floating up in space
And I keep supplying gas I'm by
Yeah
RO$E
2K
The sun goes down
The moon wakes up
Who’s calling my phone
I don’t know that much
Lay down, wake up
Repeat, stay tucked
They show fake
hit like, what you say now
B-B-Bodies flop like, nigga, lay down
Motherfucker, this my playground
M-M-Molly coke' and weed, I'm booming all day now
As I'm drifting out my body in the bed I lay
I tell the gods when my soul leaves I'll be back by the day
I need to drop my waves to meet my demons
hit the victim target
We gotta lay em down (We gotta lay em down)
Watch out for cop cars you know that we outside
I heard you were looking for me
Well
that, hot as hell though
Yo yo, what, uhh what
Bella {?} hop to this, what, uhh, uhh
Set it down dawg, what
(One by one) Rule one up in this bitch
in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, aiyyo
Bullets connect with a shot, it's like Bluetooth
Pass it to Mooky, he flicking that deuce deuce
Man down, don't put a K to my crew
You could get hit with
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