Boyz N Da Hood - Lay It Down lyrics

(Intro) Gon turn this one up right here pimp if ya ballin in da club yall already kno (Chorus) I lay this whole club down (la la la la la la la la) get ya hands up but i aint here to party lay it down (la la la la la la la la) get ya hands up but i aint here to party (x2) (Young Jeezy) nobody move nobody get hurt we came fo them n***as that be off on that work an its drought season n***as lookin fo a reason have to duck n***as like its huntin season ay i kno n***as like you fu*k boys an ho n***as like u ride wit the scope i call it the master put it in they face dog to make they mind up faster ay gimme all u got but u can keep yalittle necklace an that bullsh** watch (i aint got nothin man) u bullsh**tin me u betta lay it down n***a like u MJG (Chorus) (Jody Breeze) 'chea i got the Boyz from the Hood wit me plus i got a couple boys from my hood wit me n***a an we aint playin we aint bullsh**tin let me see ya hands for it fell like bull hitcha n***a we all G's all hood n***as tote sh** that'll have yo whole hood n***as n***a stop cryin jus drop that for errybody in tha club gettin popped back its yo choice n***a live or die real or not we gon make u feel tha fire an still desire an ready to bust so whateva u got n***a give to us (Chorus) (Duke) yall in tha club bobbin an weavin im just tryna hit a lick an leave u slobbin an bleedin hope u n***as dont thank that we teasin its a drought on the street so thats a good enough reason so tha next time u n***as wanna lean back dont be surprised to find a gat where ya spleen at an i dont need a solo stack this a team sack if u dont wanna get cracked where the cream at? yea lil daddy please believe i need that tha whole stack an throw ya boy the dro sack i need u ballas face-down on the rug i want u all bu*t-naked turn the(?) into a strip club (Chorus) (Big Gee) what if i ran in yo sh** n***a beat u wit tha bu*t of the chrome i beat ya wit the bu*t of the phone i put ya arm behind ya back keep pushin til im crushin ya bone or get some acid,iodine hardto pour on ya bone dont slip hack saw off tha fangertips cut ya foots at the angles makin sure u dissapear dental records cant tell who u is cuz ya whole skull gone nothin left but the ears we lay the club down f** we rob fo real got some standho n***as like the mob fo real got erasers in decatur a goon sqaud by mosey park (this boyz n da hood) (Chorus) (Big Gee) Lay the f** n***a this boyz n da hood