Lay Low (feat. Master P, Nate Dogg, Butch Cassidy and Tha Eastsidaz) Lyrics
| Song | Lay Low (feat. Master P, Nate Dogg, Butch Cassidy and Tha Eastsidaz) |
| Artist | Snoop Dogg |
| Album | Lay Low |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| {*BEEP*} | |
| [Dr. Dre] | |
| Ay ay Snoop whattup? This your nigga Dre | |
| Ay man I was thinkin I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin album | |
| So check it out, put this on there: | |
| All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick! | |
| And we still smokin, what?! | |
| [Chorus: Nate Dogg] | |
| For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick | |
| Talkin 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 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! | |
| [Snoop Dogg] | |
| Hmm, 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 (beitch) | |
| 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 motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me | |
| Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y'all say | |
| >From the 'World's Most Dangerous Group' - N.W.A | |
| Ay, ay | |
| [Butch Cassidy] | |
| 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' | |
| [Goldie Loc - Eastsidaz] | |
| Where that nigga who be talkin shit? | |
| He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch | |
| I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits | |
| Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips | |
| She 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 (you little fag) | |
| And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong | |
| [Tray Deee - Eastsidaz] | |
| Booyaka booyaka, 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 niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin 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 | |
| [Master P] | |
| Whassup pimpin? It's P and Snoop | |
| With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin but loot | |
| They call me Jackhammer 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 | |
| C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be | |
| [Chorus] |
| BEEP | |
| Dr. Dre | |
| Ay ay Snoop whattup? This your nigga Dre | |
| Ay man I was thinkin I ain' t said shit on your whole motherfuckin album | |
| So check it out, put this on there: | |
| All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick! | |
| And we still smokin, what?! | |
| Chorus: Nate Dogg | |
| For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick | |
| Talkin 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 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! | |
| Snoop Dogg | |
| Hmm, 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 beitch | |
| 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 motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me | |
| Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y' all say | |
| From the ' World' s Most Dangerous Group' N. W. A | |
| Ay, ay | |
| Butch Cassidy | |
| 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' | |
| Goldie Loc Eastsidaz | |
| Where that nigga who be talkin shit? | |
| He don' t come around no more because I fucked his bitch | |
| I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits | |
| Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips | |
| She 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 you little fag | |
| And don' t sag too hard, you show everybody your thong | |
| Tray Deee Eastsidaz | |
| Booyaka booyaka, 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 niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin 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 | |
| Master P | |
| Whassup pimpin? It' s P and Snoop | |
| With Dre on the beat, this ain' t nuttin but loot | |
| They call me Jackhammer for all the bread I got | |
| but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got | |
| I keeps it realah, cause I' m all about my scrilla | |
| The ladies love me cause I' m a million dolla hitta | |
| It' s, No Limit til I DIE | |
| CP3, or Richmond, Cali' s where I be | |
| Chorus |
| BEEP | |
| Dr. Dre | |
| Ay ay Snoop whattup? This your nigga Dre | |
| Ay man I was thinkin I ain' t said shit on your whole motherfuckin album | |
| So check it out, put this on there: | |
| All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick! | |
| And we still smokin, what?! | |
| Chorus: Nate Dogg | |
| For the nigga who be talkin loud and holdin his dick | |
| Talkin 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 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! | |
| Snoop Dogg | |
| Hmm, 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 beitch | |
| 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 motherfuckers thinkin they gon' smash on me | |
| Snoop and Dre give a FUCK about what y' all say | |
| From the ' World' s Most Dangerous Group' N. W. A | |
| Ay, ay | |
| Butch Cassidy | |
| 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' | |
| Goldie Loc Eastsidaz | |
| Where that nigga who be talkin shit? | |
| He don' t come around no more because I fucked his bitch | |
| I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin the tits | |
| Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips | |
| She 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 you little fag | |
| And don' t sag too hard, you show everybody your thong | |
| Tray Deee Eastsidaz | |
| Booyaka booyaka, 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 niggaz grow they hair, hope they stayin 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 | |
| Master P | |
| Whassup pimpin? It' s P and Snoop | |
| With Dre on the beat, this ain' t nuttin but loot | |
| They call me Jackhammer for all the bread I got | |
| but they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got | |
| I keeps it realah, cause I' m all about my scrilla | |
| The ladies love me cause I' m a million dolla hitta | |
| It' s, No Limit til I DIE | |
| CP3, or Richmond, Cali' s where I be | |
| Chorus |
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