[Chorus?]
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
[Verse 1: 8Ball]
It's all about the cheese, n***a fuck what you thinking
Roll a blunt and fall asleep, [?] leave them sinking
My lungs full of smoke, they dreaming
My mama wasn't ready for my daddy's evil seaman
Boom, out the woom in the delivery room
Smoking blunts, drinking yak, bumping rap tunes
Head full of immanges of pimp n***as and slick bitches
Hoes that kiss n***as, and fuck n***as to get they riches
We still pimpin, ho so hit your knees and break me off
[?] label me the underboss
Crime cost, flossin, and he found dead
[?] bullet holes in your head
[?] dragging bitches to they grave site
Go to the studio, fuck a ho and catch a flight
[?] before I cock and bust
N***as better lay it down, try to fuck with us
[Chorus?]
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
If I ever go broke, watch a n***a straight [?]
[?] to make C Notes
Gotta do whatever, the city got some papers on me
My baby mama hating on me
Pushing through these mean streets with some weight on me
God knows who's waiting on me
N***as snitchin for a livin
Givin information, mixing fact with ficsision
You's a bitch, tell your mama
[?] I'm in the bank looking nervous
Only for cash and some murders
You [?] kind of living
Tryna hurt us with this bullshit religion
Stool pigins get fucked
Like pussy get fucked
[?] cause [?]
Got n***as playing Onixe
Smoking Chronic till we vomit
Weed smoke, with the bitch with the deep throat
[Chorus?]
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
[Verse 3: Diddy]
Straight outta Harlem, a fly motherfucker named P. Diddy
In every city I get [?] I'm worldwide
They told you different, then they lied
[?] bitches, jealous guys
I despise, see the fire in my eyes
I'm legendary, that [?] is necessary
[?] I put my n***as on
10 million strong
Now it's time to get it on
[?] ready for the rush [?]
How the hell you gon get me? I got my real n***as with me, and they staying down
You wanna play around
We gon make you lay it down
Better put some cash out your ass, or see heaven now
[?] Cali style
[?]
Me, 8ball, MJG, that's who bitches came to see
Holla back, smoke a sack, tell me where my n***as at
[?]
[?]
How could I make you understand?
Diddy the chosen man
[?] lay it down
[Chorus?]
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
[Verse 4: MJG]
30 busses in my yard, [?]
Grip the pump, cock it up, get 'em up
I can't save a ho, matter fact I got these bitches [?]
100 percent pimp, behind the tint [?]
[?] go to sleep
[?] keep an eye on every ho
Say I'm looking for bitches [?]
[?] no young ass rookys, [?]
With all of the working that you provide
[?] and you ain't tired
[?]
MJG is the black mack killer behind the frame
[?]
[?]
[?] the town
[?] I'm sure to lay it down
[Chorus?]
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
Lay it down, hoes lay it down
