Lyrics:
by now
Lay it down, lay it down
Lay it down
V. The Healing Colors Of Sound, Part 2
One man said in sign
Don't you want to feel o.k
Yo, the saga begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
the crack, one rollin' the blunt
You get pussy and ass from a beautiful broad
If you're looking for that, holla at your boy
I'm a m-m-mack, mack a p-p
the press
Say K, can I get a witness?
Girl, I can't notice but to
Notice you, noticin' me
From across the room, I can see it
And can't stop myself from
'em touch
Give me that thing that I love
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Put
from the flo' two sets of hoes
K west to go
Let me talk on this let me walk on this
Mark Spitz extra clips of hollow tips
I'm full throttle with Chicago
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
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
the see in chrome
I'm the hurricane that knock down your motherfucking home
I'm the K in killer, I'm the D in drug dealer
I'm the G in gangsta
knockin niggaz out tha box, daily
Yo weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
That I'm down with the capital see-P-T
Boy you
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head,
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay
Say mayne, I had this pussy ass nigga come up to me the other day
You know what I'm sayin'?
Talkin' 'bout "say Bun B
Bun B you gon' rep for P
in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar
(Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit
Pussy got wet like Niagara-falls
Dropped my drawls and bitch said: "Shit!"
Skinny motherfucker with a fat-ass dick
It's like a T-P-treatment, thangs so
Gotcha' bitch, on my dick
Gotcha' bitch, givin' lip
F&N, It gon' hit
Lay him down, like a bip
Hunned' ones, hunned chips
Hoe you done, fuck ya bitch
want a drink he got his venom
He screaming he that nigga nigga
Tell em lay it down lay it down or stay down stay down
Olay it down lay it down lay it
to me
Swing my way K.P Envyi
You at my home with a chef
You know that you my lil freak
Feeling so blessed
Kissed by an angel when we having s**
Simon
[Chorus]
You've been hatin' on my city fo a while
Now we had to shout y'all down
And if you don't let us thru the do'
We gonna go get the 4-4
Oh act
Somebody call his mama.
He too high up off the weed.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my kids ain't for the streets.
10 to hit a quarter.
Leave with pinks
gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state buildings
sales makin niggas act like that
Back in the days we could scrap, now you lay on your back
As things changed with time I traded in my knuckles for
'round half dead
Head down, K-blasted off of Hennessy and Thai
Chronic, mixed in, now I'm twisted, blistered and high
Visions of me, thug-livin',
Crown
Recognize game, I'ma lay mine's down
I'm a big girl I can handle myself
But if I get lonely I might need your help (whoa)
Pay attention to me,
ridin twenties baby, catch the passenger seat
Mezzantine on my neck, princess cut on my teeth
Let you lay on satin sheets, lingerie from Chanel
Mashed
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