Lay it Down

[Intro: K-Doe] Let me up in this bitch! Yeahhh, sup Royce? Dirty Glove Entertainment in this motherfucker Let's go! (Karma side, karma-karma side) Where you from nigga? (Karma side, karma-karma side) Where you from nigga? (Karma side, karma-karma side) What? (Karma side, karma-karma side) [Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah, I done shot a couple tools, I done got a couple fools In a lot of scuffles in war, I got a couple wounds I've learned not to play it just to play it just to burn I've learned not to say it, just return Better spray it, let the metal blow I ain't never scared but I'm way too paranoid to let it go That's why you can find me in your bushes with them blammers Seein footsteps from your grandma, ready pullin back them hammers I ride cause I'm skinny Somebody 'bout to treat me like I'm Santa when I slide down your chimney With them semi-automatics or the Deserts with the heads With the hollows in the bag like a present for the kids With the mask and the beard and the belly, who you red Leave you dead, witnesses lookin like it ain't no tellin who it is I'mma ride, I ain't tryin other ways I'mma kill just to live just to die another day, hey O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Karma side) O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Yeah I said it) O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Karma side) O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Hey) O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Karma side) O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Yeah I said it) O.P., I'm from O.P.! (Karma side) O.P., I'm from O.P.! [Hook: all together] Lay it down, lay it down - you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down - the murder game down Lay it down, lay it down - don't let 'em play around Lay it down, lay it down - the murder game down [Juan] I done flipped a ton of thangs Lift a couple lames off they feet nigga flippin with the gauge Nigga plead; I ain't bitchin, I ain't 'fraid Where I'm brave like a muh'fucker pitchin at your brain Here the D - that's where I'm from, get done With this hundred-round drum, leave a nigga body slump Like spice to the wizard{?}, was straight off the mizzy When I stay on the grizzly, and I write with that kizzy What's beats? I'm a gangsta for real If I feel you a threat I make you pay me to live Royce hit me on that Nex' I send a gang to your crib With a pack of killer pitts, let 'em play with your kids No slice, no bangs, just bikes and shanks Hit that red rum down, you won't like the taste You shouldn't be playin all wild when your life at stake I get your man gunned down for his shiesty eighth Man it's the whole rundown dawg, I'm like a eight Street Lord gorilla fam take your life away What? My name Juan, I ain't tryin other ways I'mma kill just to live just to die another day, hey 7 Mile, I'm from 7 Mile! (Karma side) 7 Mile, 7, 7 Mile! (Yeah I said it) 7 Mile, I'm from 7 Mile! (Karma side) 7 Mile, 7, 7 Mile! (Hey) 7 Mile, I'm from 7 Mile! (Karma side) 7 Mile, 7, 7 Mile! (Yeah I said it) 7 Mile, I'm from 7 Mile! (Karma side) 7 Mile, 7, 7 Mile! [Hook] [K-Doe] Yeah, yeahhhh, what! I done flipped a couple bricks, I done hit a few licks Even downed a couple hits, can't speak on this shit But the case got dismissed And I looked at the snitch, blew his bitch ass a kiss Can't believe how the streets change, fears all on the 3-way He say she say, work on the highway Gotta do it my way, can't see myself caught That ain't what the hood taught, keep stacks in a vault Just in case a nigga talk, call my nigga J He said now I get it poppin off, 7 Mile niggas wit me Couple K's of it strictly, evidently y'all can't get me It's a couple motherfuckers when they see you they gon' hit me (hello?) Shit, your head worth fifty And I know the {?} tempt me, niggas bank account empty I'mma ride, I ain't tryin other ways I'mma kill just to live just to die another day, hey Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Karma side) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Yeah I said it) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Karma side) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road nigga! (Hey) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Karma side) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Yeah I said it) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road! (Karma side) Joy Road, I'm from Joy Road nigga! [Hook]