Chas T - Layed Out Lyrics

Fuxking with the gang get laid out
F*cking with my duckies get laid
Yeah I got the cash nigga laid out
Got Lil mama drippin nigga laid out
Niggas hating on me cause im paid now
Niggas Hating on me cause I'm paid now
Yeah I got the cash nigga laid out
Got Lil mama drippin nigga laid out

All these nigga roaches brough the raid out
Caught a nigga slippin brought tha blade out
When it come to cash ain't no playing round
Til I get the money ain't no laying down
20 rifles chopped the don't make a sound
Pew pew shhhh....the don't make a sound
Choppa make you shimmy like a kappa now
And I got some money running underground

Choppa take ya arm like penny wise
Ran off on the plug you can call me plies
Gotta take shots gotta roll the dice
Red beam right in between his eyes
Put my dick right in between her thigh
Slice up the sack like a smauri
It's a hurricane when I let the semi fly
In the lab more than bill nye the science guy

Riding in a coupe and the bitch drive itself
Beefing with me Ima pray for you health
Bitch I got green yes I'm keeping the kelp
Show off my racks put them hoes on a shelf
My pack be so loud I can't hear bitch I'm deaf
MAG gang cooking shit like a chef
MAG gang we be covered in black when we hitting on licks yea we gotta be stealth