lay u down

U don't wanna nigga poppin out, hoppin out da coupe, Wen i spot ya i got ya, i knockin something loose, u gone make a nigga lay u down, lay u down Man skip da chit ti chat and small talk, all i know is soap in a sock talk, lock in a sock talk, glock knock ya top off, Talk that talk , me and my bitch luv dat spice talk, that remember what you said look on your face when I hit the switch and knock your lights off, man You jus talkin to talk, it ain't my fault ya hustle flawed, and wen we pull up, ya bitch stuck in awe, tell dat hoe pick up her jaw, Man i been doin this fa way to long to have a nigga in my face like i won't get him gone, somebody tell this nigga fone home cause his bitch in da kitchen and she need somebody to do the dishes, cause she know i know anything street about u is fictitious, stop playing out here before shit get serious, go hards in ya keystrokes, till a nigga tryna peep thru ya peepholes, like freaks at a peep show, ready to send a nigga a torpedo, tryna knock out ya meatloaf,