Lay low, why don't you now? Lay back awhile and I'll show you I got the good that you want, no Need to go and hunt something else It's right here with
Lay low why don't ya now? Lay back awhile and I'll show ya, I got the good that you want no need to go and, hunt something else, it's right here with
: Lay Low Why Don't Ya Now? Lay Back Awhile And I'll Show Ya - I Got The Good That You Want No Need To Go And - Hunt Something Else - It's Right Here
: Lay low why don't ya now? Lay back awhile and I'll show ya, I got the good that you want no need to go and, hunt something else, it's right here with
, beware Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Woke up this morning
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
way to make ya pay No fun in LA, or Long Beach, or compton, or Watts Wherever I lay my head down to sleep Thanking God for my children and my soul's
wrong with the way I live? For the loot they refuse to give I'm just ya ordinary guy get high Make my trees do my things Handle my resposibilities And I swing with my
[guru] Boom bash dash, I had to break, I had to getaway Packed my bags, to leave for good, it was a monday Kissed my mother, gave my pops a pound Then
I set sail with a tickle in my tail I smell the bleach on the thin white sheets Here I lay waiting For the bubbles to settle I'm going down low where
the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud With my steel, grabbed the forty
[Guru] Boom bash dash, I had to break, I had to getaway Packed my bags, to leave for good, it was a Monday Kissed my mother, gave my pops a pound Then
m low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud With my steel, grabbed the forty
I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud With my steel, grabbed the
clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
themselve expose my family's eyes and my image size that limit's the skies So I stay high like my raps do Why you fly low puff the post like steel then
