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round drum
But quick to say I ain't do it
Ho niggas mad at me
An hate that I'm getting to it
Lil' Eddie B
Keep me ah bitch
Baby got pull
All this

could tell by your tone that you a lil tipsy (What)
I would call you my own if things were lil' different (Love)
I try to capture the vibe it's like my

on my wrist call that old times/

Fendi the pants now my belt high/
I been good on my own Iv'e been getting by/

Why you hate on the low you a damn spy/

bangers bitch I'm talking hits
Lil bitty bitches aint never gone hold me
Thats for whoever gone hate on the homie
I could do good or do bad by my lonely
If

on the down low
I don't even got friends in this town
I just moved to LA so I date 'cause I'm outgoing
Kinda lonely too
Ex girl got another homie too I'm not

supplying shit like whole wheat
And no I ain't dry my shit by no means
Let it begin silencio Comprende
Okay attention man I'm fucking hittin spins ina rental

Got me fucked up that's a misunderstanding
Got the Glock by the Johnson I shoot like Stanley
Shoot a lil jumper like Johnson
Say that I'm broke boy stop

been too damn high
Sometimes I crack a seal,  sometimes I just wanna die

Said you wouldn't fold under pressure, go to hell lil' nigga you lie
I'ma

from the Tess and the Popo

Never somethin' scared, that's a no-no
Then catch a body, keep it on the low
Let me take you back, back up in the day
When

like I'm Rocky
Try me up, you'll get grilled like it's hibachi
I mix up my Balanci with Miyake
Them niggas ain't bout it lil' baby
Flexing shit that they

ima jerk off in your cup of coffee
I just lit a blunt on the highway ima a lil drunk if I might say honestly 
Got a half plate in my trunk and my motha

Bad lil bitch
Feeling the vibes
She going eat up the dick said
She like how I stay out the mix but..
She love when a nigga be popping my shit

ain't gotta pick up my gun
Four lows a week we get them bitches cheap they come in by the ton
Cool nigga ain't got no hats but I can get em whacked
I'm

Mix the crown with the molly okay
If I fuck with her body I call her a dolly
Mix the crown with the molly okay okay
Man I can't feel my legs hope

When I'm slidin through in traffic keep that pistol low key
I can't sell that nigga dope he talkin to the police

Turn his op ass to a vegetable
30 clip

*Chorus*
I get the Low, Ima Crash it
Nigga see me with that bitch, better 40 yard Dash it
Hop out & pluck’em like Ashes
Keep ah Lil shooter with me,

never die 

Baby you will never be alone
cause i'll be by your side
by your side

whenever you're feeling low
I will be your high
I'll be the high

Always

be moving on the low low
Real g's move in silence
I aint worried about no gram post
Yeah I bought that bitch a temple
She keep up with the tempo

on the low we gon'
Stack up the green
I'm in the lab
Hit my phone by the ring
Slide through
What you waiting on
Only you can have it now (Yeah)
We laying low

Peace peace before you leave, lil baby, suck
Me up at least least, least least
You wanna free verse, but I
Don’t give out them freebies, freebies
Mix

Choppa low, head high, red dot, bullseye (Loesoe goin' crazy)
I cannot get jiggly with some ho niggas that's gon' choose sides
Lame-ass niggas,

Think About It

Snoop Dogg

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment [Clean]

2006

On some real talk like

It's like lookin' and poppin' and seein' whoppers and movers
Despite a Guidant, I try to be hard on the low
Nobody's guidance, so I

Got the bag for the low I had to take that hoe
Many niggaz really ratting at the station tho
I take my time doing shit I’m really patient tho
And no

ain't rob folks
Some cats rob folk and still starve 'cause the niggas that they rob broke
If everybody at your job broke
I hope you find a new