Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Low

Verse 1 -

In the with the beat, stashed with the heat,
in the seat, sinking and thinking ya'll know the way I rhyme,
I'm a raw up, flossed out rhymed up,
get your good and ball it out till your time up.
to kill him quick?, put him in a filthy ditch,
rather be rich, over a filthy bitch.
for the flows,
wouldn't be no jocking and breaking their necks to get your's,
so I suppose, show, knocking hoes,
flockin, I'm dough, I control,
rock-n-roll, with on lock-n-load,
and they come through it up,
fist fight, it up,
terrorize the future, number one who was us.
No question bust glocks in fast cars,
blocks in Nascars, of bad brahs.
We got a few with us, 50 trust,
you bitches hit the bus, you niggas up.

Chorus - The

I heard another nigga from that click talking shit,
Tony Yayo,
and kicked him out the house that's the reason why he running his lips,
he's on payroll.
You to die all you gotta do is keep on fucking with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas that's the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I the po-po.

Verse 2 -

You rap guys better to rap,
cause colliding hood niggas that spit it
will get you so call clapped.
And you'll it's the fans,
but my niggas got the M 1 Sixes, get in the stands,
Techniec on the side of the stage a gauge and 4 4 long deuce-deuce in his pants.
So I'ma just fall back, nigga I could you for a grand,
no gunpowder, in the hand.
They want to see Tech fly, rather see Tech in the can,
I grams, till the check in the hand,
the Tec in the hand, respect my demand,
or find your set in a jam when the Tec will go blam!

Chorus - The

I heard another nigga from G-Unit click talking shit,
she's Yayo,
and they kicked him out the house that's the reason why he his lips,
on 50's payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is on fucking with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas that's the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain,
I the po-po.

3 - The Game

Drive-by, in the Bentley coupe,
ghost town outside, nobody to shoot.
They call me Noman for all the I shot,
they call you evidence for all the dime's y'all dropped.
love cause I'm a million dollar killa,
got banana clips for you so gorillas.
G-Unit cap peeling I D I E,
you looking for me, Southern Cali is I be.

- The Game

I heard another nigga from G-Unit click talking shit,
she's Yayo,
and they kicked him out the house that's the reason why he his lips,
on 50's payroll.
You want to die all you gotta do is keep on with Game,
Mr. Yayo.
You niggas snitches that's the reason I threw out my chain,
I the po-po.