Luyện nghe bài hát Lay It Down

YMCMB, call me Tunechi Lee
I be with niggas that shoot
I keep iron, you can get creased
And if she say she didn't
Bitch ya lying through ya
They say it cost to be the
The ones in jail wish were free
call me Hi-C because I'm high as you can see
Niggas say they they dues
Well I'm checking your
as well go stupid
Since this is a beat
the owl out the tree
And ask bitch, who but me?
Got ya bitch bent nigga, hands to her feet
Tell that pig and that cow I'll go ham if beef
'Cause all my niggas well
Don't fuck none of these square niggas
Mask on, Killah
down and erase niggas
I'm a Blood, is you a blood
Swisher full of that
I hit it sideways,
she catch that nut like pneumonia
Lil

Lay it ho
Lay it down
Lay it ho
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it
You hoes lay it down, lay it down, lay it
You lay it down

Put the money on the nigga
Gimme up in you house nigga,
Shut yo mouth

Put the on the couch nigga
Gimme up in you house nigga,
Shut yo nigga

Yeah Start it up, vroom
Uppercut a out the bus, boom boom
Unless I get the brain, poom
She let a run and get the gang
Run a train, zoom
get paid too soon, one deep
One away in a room room
We getting money over
Talking shit and bitches
I don't know what the they doing Tune
My purple, my turf Earth
My birth circle, I'll dirt you
I'll squirt murk you, my verse
My shooters still got curfews
'bout as hot as Von Dutch
Y'all not gone much
y'all some prom busts
Ain't no but my arms up
No graffiti, my up
It's Money in this shit
a nigga dead and gone
If you set it off, what you wanna bet it on?
I'm betting the off when everything is wetted on
'em out, Truk ya life
Fuck ya style, fuck me
You a bucket foul, niggas'll ya smile
For a dunkin pile, you duck it, pal

Lay it ho (Yeah)
Lay it down (and I smoke)
Lay it ho
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it
You lay it down, lay it down, lay it down
You lay it down

oh yo, shawty, yo name?
Is you tricking? Is you
Is you sniffing on that
What the is you saying?
If you getting it, you getting it
It's my money I ain't it
I ain't it, if she got a fat ass
Then I'm it (tippin' it)
out the bank, bye teller
Give a bum money, hi
Bad lil' ho, yellow
Brand new roley, sky
Just from Dubai
private eye
I a million dollars,
Swear to God that no lie
I said them was poppin'
Fake be watchin'
My black glove be wet
But I got my
ain't no option
I'm teaching bitches my
The Maybach ain't
If it ain't got no

Oops I mean
It's all a of my vision
I sit and count this while I watch you bitches audition

I said, oops I partition
all a part of my vision
I sit and count money while I watch you bitches audition

Da fuck is with you bitches?
I don't give a
You don't hear me, you see me.
Bitch you feel me hoe
Young
Money nigga.
Young-young, lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it
Lay it down, lay it down, you lay it down, ah!