Laying Like Dat lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know I'ma get money, 'cause I'm laying like that
My plug lay it on me, 'cause I pay it right back
400 for this ounce, that's why I smell like that
Half a rack for this hat, can't even tell like that
I heard you snitching, homie, why you tell like that?
Oh, them n*ggas lieing? Why they playing like that?
I heard his b*tch like me, we don't play about that
I'm tryna figure out where she get some head like that
6 Myle [?] yeah, we laying like that
And that's real sh*t, you know we lay with our straps
Just shot a turn around, and I came right back
Got him saying I ain't know he had bands like that

[Chorus]
Your b*tch wanna f*ck me, 'cause I'm laying like that
These n*ggas wanna try me, but we laying like that
You know I'ma get money, 'cause I'm laying like that
20 guns in one crib, we just laying like that
b*tch ass n*gga, you ain't laying like that
Petty ass ho, you ain't laying like that
Old boosted ass n*gga, you ain't laying like that
Lieing ass b*tch, you ain't laying like that

[Verse 2]
Four in a two lieder, yeah, I'm lazy like that
And two blunts, [?] like that
My n*ggas got bodies, yeah, they crazy like that
Half a brick of molly, finna shave it like crack
Mush a f*ck n*gga in his face like I'm strapped
It ain't sh*t on me, but 8000 in cash
Walk in the club, five deep with no mack
A n*gga slapped me, and he gon' leave in a bag
Plugged with the mob, free my n*gga Big [?]
And by the way, they knocking six years off his sentence
Hottest in the city, still chilling in the trentches
I tell it how it is, motherf*ck who offended
[Chorus]
Your b*tch wanna f*ck me, 'cause I'm laying like that
These n*ggas wanna try me, but we laying like that
You know I'ma get money, 'cause I'm laying like that
20 guns in one crib, we just laying like that
b*tch ass n*gga, you ain't laying like that
Petty ass ho, you ain't laying like that
Old boosted ass n*gga, you ain't laying like that
Lieing ass b*tch, you ain't laying like that

[Verse 3]
The ghetto boys don't use a n*gga's name for protection
Five racks a show, spend it all on weapons
To get the kind of love like me is a blessing
Free all my n*ggas, rest in peace to ones in heaven
Cashed a new charger, bought a new Rollie
A n*gga getting bands now, used to get trophies
Still be on [?] 6 Myle [?]
When sh*t hit the fan, we stuck around like some sooldiers
R.I.P. [?], R.I.P. [?]
Been 100 in this sh*t since a student
n*gga, you ain't laying like that, what you doing?
6 Myle to the motherf*cking bay, I get it moving

[Chorus]
Your b*tch wanna f*ck me, 'cause I'm laying like that
These n*ggas wanna try me, but we laying like that
You know I'ma get money, 'cause I'm laying like that
20 guns in one crib, we just laying like that
b*tch ass n*gga, you ain't laying like that
Petty ass ho, you ain't laying like that
Old boosted ass n*gga, you ain't laying like that
Lieing ass b*tch, you ain't laying like that