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Now We Lay 'em Down Lyrics

"Now We Lay 'em Down" was written by Broadus, Calvin / Shider, Garry Marshall / Morrison, Walter Junie / Clinton, George S / Spillman, Keiwan Dashawn / Davis, Tracy La Marr / Womack, Cecil.
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It's like this and like that and like this and uh
East side, Long Beach drop the hits and uh
We got, so many niggas on the team nowadays
LB, QB, DP, GC P

Boy, my boys, the toys, the noise
Them East side boys is the real McCoys
We walkin' through the projects sippin' on a 40
Rippin', dippin' and spittin' at your shorty

You may think I'm outta bounds but I think I'm in
I holla at my folks before I step on in
Spit at my nigga Andy Hilfiger
Slide up in the garden, next to Steve Martin

We settin' up shop on the East Coast now
Dogghouse nigga, the big bow wow
And we higher than a motherfucker, East Side up
Like this and like that motherfucker, East side

So wide you can't get around it
So low you can't get under it, now
So high you can't get over it
I just want to make your day

Wakin' up late off a fucked up day
I was in Dogg sippin', straight Dogg House crippin'
Fuck wit us and get that ass bombed out
Need some smoke for the homies from the south

This is what it's all about
It's the city of the beach where the gangsters bang
Sam wake that ass up, get fresh, let's do some thangs
Swerve through the East side Loc, scoop up the homies

Bang them other fools 'cuz them busters don't know me
It seems like this is my only chance to get rich
Invest in my chips, never chippin' off a bitch
Trip, bring that bomb to me

Underwater with cocaine, crackin' with P O P
Up, up, up in smoke, you can hit it in a bong
I'm faded like Cheech and Chong
Watch out for the second hand smoke

Yeah, I was born and raised in the ways of a ridah
Representin' mines to be a true East sidah
Survival of the fittest, how we live this shit
Fuck a bitch, dump a clip, out to get them chips

No restrictions, takin' off as soon as friction
Pop, niggas drop once I pops the clip in
Pimp wearin', khaki suits and stacy biscuits
And known like Capone to them gangsta bitches

Keep 'em workin' somethin' everywhere we go
Either dope or the stroll if the bitch is a hoe
West Coast to the fullest but I bang the East
Mad motherfuckers side to that city Long Beach

So throw them gang signs up when you see me ride up
And know for sure I'm 'bout to throw the East side up
And if a nigga got beef with that
That's where his ass'll be sleepin' at, point blank

Songwriters
Broadus, Calvin / Shider, Garry Marshall / Morrison, Walter Junie / Clinton, George S / Spillman, Keiwan Dashawn / Davis, Tracy La Marr / Womack, Cecil

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