Lay Low Lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Yo what's Crip-a-lat'n? Dis big Snoop Dogg 

Leave your name and your number at the motherfuckin beep 

If dis one of my hoes, two-way me 

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?! 

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! 

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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 

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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' 

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 

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 

Whassup pimpin? It's P and Snoop 

With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin 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 dolla hitta 

It's, No Limit til I D-I-E 

C-P-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be