Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about what y'all say
Now she sick, she better lay low
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the Apocalypse
So check it out, put this on there
Now niggaz grow their hair, hope they stayin' act hard
C P 3 or Richmond, Cali's where I be
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nuttin' but loot
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
Top story on the Evening News
Lay low, blow big dope and Slang Records
She tried to make me cum but I was tryin' to take her home
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
And on the down low talkin' shit
Talkin' shit, he better lay low
Dropped you off and seen you fishin' on your raggedy Brougham
Hatin', fakin', schemin' on mine
Best move 'coz I refuse to lose
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezin' the tits
Limo tint rollin' deep like the President
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
I flip faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
I always knew these fools would trip
All you motherfuckin' haters out there can suck my motherfuckin' dick
From the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
Smash motherfuckers thinkin' they gon' smash on me
I hope he don't be thinkin' I'm just talkin'
And we still smokin', what?
For the nigga who be talkin' loud and holdin' his dick
For the niggaz who be claimin' my hood
So lay low 'coz you might be bruised
Coulda thumped you and the dog
And really ain't from my gang, better lay low
Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
The ladies love me 'coz I'm a million dolla hitta
Our rise, it was no surprise
They call me Jackhammer for all the bread I got
Hmm, lay low, nobody move until I say so
I keeps it real-ah 'coz I'm all about my scrilla
And really ain't from my gang, better lay low
And I won't do a thing, really hope so
Lay down on the floor
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong
That's even tho' yo' C.E.O talk shit get slapped hard
The only reason you alive 'coz I ain't sent the word
For the nigga who be talkin' loud and holdin' his dick
For the niggaz who be claimin' my hood
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Whatever the case, I ain't tryin' to catch it
From the world's most dangerous group, N.W.A, ay, ay
Talkin' shit, he better lay low
The black car drive by then you get capped on
I ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
From 22's to Luger's the shit that shoot through ya
That's what I came fo'
See, I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch
Whassup pimpin'? It's P and Snoop
Now she sick, she better lay low
Return of the Top Dogg and ain't no stoppin' this
Where that nigga who be talkin' shit?
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
I hope he don't be thinkin' I'm just talkin'
No matter which damn road I choose
It's no limit 'til I D I E
Or they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
The same click he came with and made the game flip
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
