Lay Low

If dis one of my hoes, two way Ay ay Snoop, whattup? This nigga Dre Ay man, I was thinkin' I ain't said shit On your whole motherf**kin' album Check it out, put this on there All you motherf**kin' haters out there Can s*ck my motherf**kin' d**k And we still smokin', what? For the nigga who be talkin' loud and holdin' his d**k Talkin' shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my d**k Now she's sick, she better lay low For the niggaz who be claimin' my hood And really ain't from my gang, better lay low I hope he don't be thinkin' I'm just talkin' And I won't do a thing, really hope so Lay low, nobody move until I say so Limo tint rollin' deep like the President See, I don't go to clubs, I never chase a 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 stoppin' this Whatever the case, I ain't tryin' 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 motherf**kers thinkin' they gon' smash on me Snoop and Dre give a f**k about what y'all say From the world's most dangerous group N.W.A., ay, ay Our rise, it was no surprise I always knew these fools would trip Hatin', fakin', schemin' on mine And on the down low talkin' 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 talkin' shit? He don't come around no more because I f**ked his bitch I made her s*ck my d**k, while I was squeezin' the tits Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips Tried to make me cum but I was tryin' to take her home Dropped you off and seen you fishin' on your raggedy Brougham Coulda thumped you and the dog And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya Who you motherf**kers think the Top Dogg bang with? The same click he came with and made the game flip Now niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin' act hard That's even tho' yo' C.E.O. talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on Wha*sup pimpin'? It's P and Snoop With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin' 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 dolla hitta It's, No Limit til I D I E CP3 or Richmond, Cali's where I be For the nigga who be talkin' loud and holdin' his d**k Talkin' shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my d**k Now she's sick, she better lay low For the niggaz who be claimin' my hood And really ain't from my gang, better lay low I hope he don't be thinkin' I'm just talkin' And I won't do a thing, really hope so