Lay Low

For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick Talking shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick Now she sick, she better lay low For the niggas who be claiming my hood And really ain't from my gang, better lay low I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking And I won't do a thing, really hope so! Lay low, nobody move until I say so Limo tint rolling deep like the president See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch (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 stopping this Whatever the case, I ain't trying 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 motherfuckers thinking they goin' smash on me Snoop and Dre give a fuck about what y'all say From the "world's most dangerous group" N.W.A. Our rise, it was no surprise I always knew these fools would trip Hating, faking, scheming on mine And on the down low talking 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 talking shit? He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezing the tits Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips She tried to make me cum, but I was trying to take her home Dropped you off and seen you fishing on your raggedy brougham Could of thumped you and the dog (you little fag) And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong We bring it straight to ya From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya Who you motherfuckers think the top dogg bang with? The same click he came with and made the game flip Now niggas grow they hair, hope they staying act hard That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop With Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing 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 dollar hitta It's, no limit til I d-I-e C-p-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick Talking shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick Now she sick, she better lay low For the niggas who be claiming my hood And really ain't from my gang, better lay low I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking And I won't do a thing, really hope so!