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Lay Low Lyrics

Yo what's Crip-a-lat'n? Dis big Snoop Dogg
Leave your name and your number at the m************ beep
If dis one of my hoes, two-way me
Hey, hey Snoop what up? This your n**** Dre
Hey man I was thinking I ain't said s*** on your whole m************ album
So check it out, put this on there:
All you m************ haters out there, can suck my m************ d***!
And we still smoking, what?!

For the n**** who be talking loud and holding his d***
Talking s***, he better lay low
For the b**** that said I shot some s*** up out of my d***
Now she sick, she better lay low
For the n***** 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 b**** (b****)
I'm here to bang that gangsta s*** 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 m************ thinking they goin' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a f*** 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 s***
Best move cause I refuse to lose
no matter which d*** 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 n**** who be talking s***?
He don't come around no more because I f***** his b****
I made her suck my d***, while I was squeezing the t***
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me c**, 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 f**)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong
We bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Luger's the s*** that shoot through ya
Who you m************ think the Top Dogg bang with?
The same click he came with and made the game flip
Now n***** grow they hair, hope they staying act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk s*** 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 n**** who be talking loud and holding his d***
Talking s***, he better LAY LOW
For the b**** that said I shot some s*** up out of my d***
Now she sick, she better LAY LOW
For the n***** 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!
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