• Artist: Snoop Dogg
• Song Title: Lay Low
• Album: Tha Last Meal

{Nate Dogg}

For the n**** who be talkin loud
And holdin his d***, talkin s**t
He'd Betta lay low

For the b**** who said I shoot s**t
Outta my d***
Now she sick
She Lay low

For the n****'s how be claming my hood
Really ain't for my game
Betta lay low

I hope don't think I'm just talkin
And won't do a thang
Really hope so

{Snoop Dogg}

Lay low, nobody move until I say so
Lemo tint rollin deep like the president
See I don't go to clubs
I never chase a b****
I'm here to bang that gangsta s**t to tha Apcolyse
We call it stress
Ya'll call it chocalte
Return of the top dog
And ain't know stoppin this
What ever the case
I ain't trying to catch it
Lay low bloc, big dope and slag records
Unseen but will heard
The only reason you alive
Cause I ain't sent the word
I flip faster then birds
Snoop dogg will emerge
From the smoke, and go loc
You shouldn't profoc
I bring the worst from the LBC
Smash motherf**kers saying they gone smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a f**k about what ya'll say
From the worlds most dangerous group
NWA, A, A, A

{1st Eastsidaz}

I rise it was no surpise
That these fools would trip
Hating, faking, sceeming on mine
On the down-low talkin s**t
Best move cause I refuse to lose
No matter which damn road I choose
Lay low cause you might be bruised
Top story on the eveing news
I ain't for games
So if you wanna play'en, lay low
Lay down on the floor (Lay down on the floor)
I'm in a rage
So if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came for

{2nd Eastsidaz}

Were that n**** who be talkin s**t
He don't comin around no more
Because I f**ked his b****
I made her suck my d***
While I was squeezing her tits
And I hit it from the back
Grip tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum
But I was tryin take her home
Drop her off and seen the face on your raggy boy
Thump you in the dome (little fag)
And don't sag to hard
You'll show everybody your thong

{Butch Cassidy}

Bonyaca, Bonyaca
We bring it straight to ya
From 22 galugas, from s**t that shoot threw ya
Who you motherf**kers think the top dogg bang with
The same click he came with
And made the game flip
Now n****'s grow there hair
And hold stair and act hard
Best even yo CEO stair
Talk s**t and slap hard
The backyard is were we get or scrap on
The black car drive by
And you get caped on

{Master P}

What's up pimpin
It's me and Snoop
With Dre on the beat
This ain't nothin but lote
They call me Jack Hannah
For all the breed I got
But they call me Bill Clinton
For all the head I got
I keeps it real-la
Because I'm all about my scrula
The ladies love me
Because I'm a million dolla hit-ta
It's no limit till I D-I-E
C-P-3, original Cali were I be

{Nate Dogg}

For the n**** who be talkin loud
And holdin his d***, talkin s**t
He'd Betta lay low

For the b**** who said I shoot some s**t
Outta my d***
Now she sick
She Lay low

For the n****'s how be claming my hood
Really ain't for my game
Betta lay low

I hope don't think I'm just talkin
And won't do a thang
Really hope so