lay low lyrics – snoop dogg

(feat. butch c*ssidy, tha eastsidaz, dr. dre)


[dr. dre]
ay ay snoop whattup? this your n*gg* dre
ay man i was thinkin i ain’t said sh*t on your whole motherf*ckin alb*m
so check it out, put this on there:
all you motherf*ckin haters out there, can suck my motherf*ckin d*ck!
and we still smokin, what?!

[chorus: nate dogg]
for the n*gg* who be talkin loud and holdin his d*ck
talkin sh*t, he better lay low
for the b*tch that said i shot some sh*t up out of my d*ck
now she sick, she better lay low
for the n*gg*z 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, n*body move until i say so
limo tint rollin deep like the president
see i don’t go to clubs, i never chase a b*tch (beitch)
i’m here to bang that gangsta sh*t 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*ckers thinkin they gon’ smash on me
snoop and dre give a f*ck about what y’all say
from the “world’s most dangerous group” – n.w.a
ay, ay

[butch c*ssidy]
our rise, it was no surprise
i always knew these fools would trip
hatin, fakin, schemin on mine
and on the down low talkin sh*t
best move cause i refuse to lose
no matter which d*mn 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 n*gg* who be talkin sh*t?
he don’t come around no more because i f*cked his b*tch
i made her suck my d*ck, while i was squeezin the t*ts
then i hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
she tried to make me c*m, 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 f*g)
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 sh*t that shoot through ya
who you motherf*ckers think the top dogg bang with?
the same click he came with and made the game flip
now n*gg*z grow they hair, hope they stayin act hard
that’s even tho’ yo’ ceo talk sh*t get slapped hard
the backyard is where we get our scr*p on
the black car drive by then you get capped on

[master p]
wh*ssup 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


/ snoop dogg lyrics