Snoop Dogg - Lay Low lyrics

For the n***a who be talking loud and holding his dick Talking sh**, he better lay low For the b**h that said I shot some sh** up out of my dick Now she sick, she better lay low For the n***as who be claiming my hood And really ain't from my gang, better lay low I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking And I won't do a thing, really hope so! Lay low, nobody move until I say so Limo tint rolling deep like the president See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a b**h (b**h) I'm here to bang that gangsta sh** to the apocalypse We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate Return of the top dogg, and ain't no stopping this Whatever the case, I ain't trying 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**ers thinking they goin' smash on me Snoop and Dre give a f** about what y'all say From the "world's most dangerous group" N.W.A. Our rise, it was no surprise I always knew these fools would trip Hating, faking, scheming on mine And on the down low talking sh** 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 n***a who be talking sh**? He don't come around no more because I f**ed his b**h I made her s** my dick, while I was squeezing the tits Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips She tried to make me cum, but I was trying to take her home Dropped you off and seen you fishing on your raggedy brougham Could of thumped you and the dog (you little f*g) And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong We bring it straight to ya From 22's to Luger's the sh** that shoot through ya Who you motherf**ers think the top dogg bang with? The same click he came with and made the game flip Now n***as grow they hair, hope they staying act hard That's even tho' yo' CEO talk sh** get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop With Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing 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 dollar hitta It's, no limit til I d-I-e C-p-3, or Richmond, Cali's where I be For the n***a who be talking loud and holding his dick Talking sh**, he better lay low For the b**h that said I shot some sh** up out of my dick Now she sick, she better lay low For the n***as who be claiming my hood And really ain't from my gang, better lay low I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking And I won't do a thing, really hope so!