Dj Paul - Lay It Down lyrics

[Hook: DJ Paul samples] But now, but now I gotta make 'em lay it down I gotta make 'em lay it down The 6 double 6 mobbin' n***as rush, this is the touch I don't wanna hurt nobody Unless I gotta click for them keys Man, let's stick up these [Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp and (Lil Gin)] Darkness (hustle day) tightly up my gat (Storm door) but no (crash through the window) Glock nine by nineteen, softly grip so I won't slip (Bustin' a cap in yo face) n***a don't you even not try to trip? Where you stay? "What you mean?" Is you clean? "f** you hoe" Smarta** *bang bang* Blood it got scattered all over the floor 5.0 convulsions hollow with three keys in my trunk Take a cruise to Florida, Mr. Cappin' on that yard b**hes in bikinis when the bu*terfly pimpin' Tell the b**h I make her wanna get me some chewin' But ... go get that thang, let's go make a stang Now I'm drinkin' Bush(?) ... n***as ... k**as ... North Memphis brown When we rob, thats my job, you offguard from my Glock When I co*k the missile tone Pistol duckin' won't help yo dome So f** you Bone, bitin' our f**in' style You hoes gon' get kidnapped (you b**hes lay it down!) [Hook/DJ Paul samples] [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] I got a flame burnin' the leaf around the devil weed Laid back in the darkness in the Steamer on the backstreet Scarecrow is waitin' for bodys to pop out the crib ....... cause I'm feeling (?) about thirteen murders My n***a before sunday evening huh I got a black bandana tied around my face Grab the cash and all the weight Put it in my black briefcase Hey, cause this sh** really don't stop me Making me no motherf**in' ... Strictly mafioso n***a, they call me Lord Infamous, uh I got a chamber equipped with painful tips I snip and rip and I won't stop until you rest And soaked up off a gat new clip So I must warn you, I will harm you Don't test Scarecrows nuts Cause I will bloody up my clothes in yo cut Like Chuck give it up now Got somethin' for you, and you, and you And that motherf**er over there too My name is Scarecrow b**h, in other words: n***a I love to shoot But business boomin' mane, so I can't complain Insane boom-bang, you're a victim of a stang mane [Hook/DJ Paul samples] [Verse 3: Koopsta Knicca] Seekin' a b**h ... Constantly thinkin' they n***a last more than me Skulls ... of a psychopathic murder scene I'm fiendin' for them rings and mega bucks Mane I can't get enough (?) is the substance when the Koopsta Knicca's poppin' slugs I'm the type of n***a that'll got yo a** when I say "Don't laugh" No tellin' when I hit you but you wind up in a body bag Sittin' up like a b**h trick at a victim of this f**in' stang Teflons in up in yo brain Bloody-blood-bloody-blood blood stain Murder, murder, murder The Koopsta Knicca's 'bout to serve her Hustle for this cheese ... in this b**h b**hes be like (?) sh** ... can be some victim (?) sh** won't pay me off, hoe I just stick 'em k** yo grannies, aunties and yo mammies Really I don't give a f** Clickin' is that Koopsta Knicca fiendin' for them mega bucks Victim of trick lay it down or be a body in a (?) Best to watch yo back or be a victim of this f**ing stang