Lay It Down chords by Marco Polo
Intro 1
Am
Em
Am
Verse 1
Am
I'm back with the
flow you've been missing
Hope you should listen to
Em
this special edition
Am
I'm on my long island shit,
I got my fishermen tippin'
Cruisin' in the
Expedition, me and
Joe and some bitches,
we smoked a fat head
Until
Anakin was told, hoes bicker,
Em
shut up bitch, do what you're told
Am
I'm not a role model,
but I rap from the soul
Plus the
Em
Mac that I hold should be dippin' all gold
Am
I may miss break, I could front,
but I'm not
So don't get too close,
Em
because you might get shot
Am
I'm not as as any rapper to adore
Put on the beat,
and watch me take you to school
I've never been a fool,
lyrically I'm placed on a pedestal
They say you better move
Em
around your jewels
Am
I came here to rock, me and my
DJ on the ones and twos
My crew ain't got nothing to lose
So come here girl,
and don't stress or act bougie
I'm real choosy,
Em
who I let come through me
Am
I take the likes to the movies
with a real jet beauty
Don't want a chicken head
smoking a freaky salute
Em
Am
See I got class, so go take a bath
Ask for your math, don't make me laugh
With no ass talking all that jazz
Just shut your motherfucking
mouth up and walk fast
Em
Am
Yeah, I lay it down
Yeah, I lay it down
Em
Am
Yeah, I lay it down
Yeah, niggas like you
don't give no respect
You said I'm not the best,
Em
you wanna make a bet
Am
I write a rhyme so fresh like
organic fruit
Bouncin' the orange juice,
cool, kiss the school
I'm not asking, me, I'm taxing
Em
Shines like neon, cause we all ac tion
Am
Doot -doot, peon, I'm peon fashion
Em
Bitches come wait me off a fraction
Am
You got a problem with it,
then come get it
I'm better than you,
be a man and admit it
It's either one of the two,
you a fan or a critic
But most motherfuckers just
scandalous bitches
I just handle my business with the
Mac like a boss
I don't frile it,
I put the gas to your thoughts
Real fast, we don't have no remorse
I just kill your ass and flash in
the force and it's your fact,
No man can stop me,
Em
I walk a mile in my beef and broccolis
Am
The 90G
Maserati look like
Hasi,
Polo on the beat
I'm on the
M -I -C, I see all the fuckers
Em
Am
Nigga, I lay it down
Em
Am
I lay it down
Yeah, down, uh, yeah, yeah, I let it down,
Em
Am
uh, yeah, I let it down, uh, yeah, yeah
Hey bro, one for the money
and two for the show
This is just one thing I do for the dough
I like to move with the whole duke,
I be on the low
We can go toe to toe,
but you know that I'm off
I'm all off,
you don't want me to let the dogs bark
I knock your corny -ass shit out the
ballpark without sayin'
Listen
B, I'm not playin',
you'll be dead -layin'
And I'll be up -sprayin' with the
Tech
Swim, in a careless manner
What up the party, then put up the hammer
I rep my clique like the blood
with a red bandana
From the stead to
Atlanta, brush your head like
Skinner's
I just ripped, ask around on this shit
I come equipped with
the fifth on the hip
Rubber grip, so the joint don't slip
I stay dip,
Em
and keep a hookah on the strip
Am
Criminal thoughts,
they infect my brain
It's insane, entertained,
Rakeem's the name
In here to gain, you ain't gang,
be the set I claim
Bang bang,
just let me do my fuckin' thing
I lay it down
G
Em
Am
I lay it down
I lay it down
Em
Am
I lay it down
Down, down, down
All that shit
Everything
You know what fucking time it is
Marco
Polo on the beat
Moss
Mossberg, bitch
I can just can the bull
450 was my first and last payment, punk!
You wanna do business in
Funkytown, you gotta pay for the privilege.
Lay It Down
Marco Polo
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