Lay It Down, P2

Lyrics

[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, nigga 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 niggas and slick bitches Hoes that kiss niggas, and fuck niggas 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 Niggas 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 nigga 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 Niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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