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Lay It Down

Boyz N da Hood

Boyz N da Hood [Clean]

2005

Get ya hands up but I ain't here to party
Lay it down
(la la la la la la la la)
Get ya hands up but I ain't here to party [x2]

[Young Jeezy]
Nobody

Hate It or Love It

The Singing Machine

Karaoke: Top Hits, Vol. 1 [Singing MacHine]

2005

stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'

poppin' up
In about every place
Lotta pay
I need alotta pay
I check my wallet my wallet my wallet
I need to go rob a bank
(Woo Woo)
I done followed my own

Even when I sing woahh woahhh
I switch it up whenever I feel
Young boy he get it poppin
Just like he's so ill i'm sick or something
Stop coming and give

poppin shit more than yo old homies
40 baby d, have bullets chase him through the store for me

Big bitch, you want a cookie, sell yo soul for it
I got

No Romeo, No Juliet

50 Cent

No Romeo No Juliet

a stack, back makin' some mill, I mean, get us a deal
Bitch fix us a meal, tell me how does it feel?
On the social network when they said a nigga really

what I just did
Gotta check that deposit big
Keep it P, I don't lie to kick shit
Still get neck like an ostrich
Fine lil' bitch
Give me the truth, cause

where is the love
I got it don't worry hun
I do it my way
Just get out the way
I thank GOD, looking out for me
Baby boy getting that bank
I'm a boss no

in the air
Call me Rob Van Dam I'll hit a pussy nigga with a chair
I catch a opp outside with no fye imma beat that boy to death
The way I cook it in

Ooh, I been drinkin' all night
Drop it in ya jaw, right now
Pop yo shit, it's all right, oh
Poppin' out like smoke, psh
Droppin' off yo' ho

no it ain't safe, no, yeah
You get shot up in your face, oh, yeah
Nigga know that we don't play, no, yeah
Confidential, ridin' 'round in the rentals

Thought that I should give them all my love
But it turns out they would rob me even just for lil dubs
Fake motherfuckers in the dust
I ain't pull up

(12), always had hate for the 12 (12)
I was out late night tryna get to it, you had to be in before 12 (12)
Biggest nigga ever came out the city, a lil

by my little choppa' toy

You know it's JG, yall know me
When I get up in the club hit the VIP
All the haters jockin' hard, lookin' hard at me
And I

got it
I'm really iconic,I'm really gone do all this shit
My youngins they poppin
I'm really the boss of the business
I'm really gone handle the shit

lackin, all that yappin, get it crackin
Need a stuntman, cause you ain’t about that action
Come for me, I’m attacking, break yo back in
Lay you down

hit my line
Hit the freeway
Gotta run it
Shit coming in
In the South
By the coast
Time to get some more paper
It's time to get a boat
Drop it In

button, then wait, and send through
Now download an app to help you get views
It's called editin', look it up
They can't understand when you stutter, dumb

choppa ima let it rip
762s gon' flip his whip
I back out the racks just to stunt
I fuck on that bitch just for fun
I get money yeah, by the ton
Smokin' all

On the interstate, or in the air, you know we get it gone
Lil' Tabs just touched down right off the plane with like 50 bowls
Ayy, LittDev just cashed

my bitch when she lick on my balls
Lil' wavy lil' bitch and she wanna eat my drawers
Who is that n**** he talkin' let's get it
Imma send shots when I

Poppin I put a lil bullet proof vest around me 
Stay on my toes 
I got some Haters they plottin to kill me prolly 
RIP pop smoke 

(Verse 1)
RIP to lil

Aww ya (3x)
Its Eklass in this bitch yeah
(mr free lunch line and we popping in this bitch..)
And you know what I do 
(..poppin in this bitch)
Bitch

got the game all in on lock
He talking 'bout bird, we get that by the flock
A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot
I got way too much love right there