Lay a n*gga Down lyrics

[Intro]
03
Purple Summer
Ron-Ron do that sh*t
We ridin', we ridin', we ridin', we ridin'

[Chorus]
I'ma lay a n*gga down, four hundred pounds
Straight up out the Jordan Downs, I got a hundred rounds
Drummer Gang, a hundred shell cases hit the ground
There go the peoples at the door, be quiet, don't make a sound

[Verse]
Throw your hood up for who put up and who restin' in peace
Sellin' water to the Mexicans, we don't have a beef
Marijuana, I been blessing n*ggas with OT
And when you sellin' kilos, gotta stay lowkey
I got homies sharin' baby mamas, rollin' the weed
Purple Summer, 03 the new 400 Degreez
I feel like Ron-Ron the Producer just like Manny to me
f*ck them evil ass b*tches steady passin' the weed
What you need b*tch? you need a project n*gga
Drummer Gang sh*t, everybody pullin' triggers
Enemies might f*ck your b*tch and lock up with your sister
I'ma be the first real n*gga with a Fisker
Don't trust her, don't trust sh*t
He swear he mafia but he be on some f*ck sh*t
I might shoot you from a rental or a bucket
Hate on n*ggas, when you see 'em, switch the subject
Tired of rappers tryna hit the hood and take a pic
Wanna come out to the jungle and not get bit
The other day I hit sweet lady with that donkey di*k
Don't you pop it b*tch, f*ck it, pop that pus*y
f*ck it, smokin' cookies, f*ck central booking
When 03 be in the projects, everybody looking
Never nook it, they can't wait 'til n*gga's life get tooken
I'm from where my peoples crazy and the cops is crooked
[Chorus]
I'ma lay a n*gga down, four hundred pounds
Straight up out the Jordan Downs, I got a hundred rounds
Drummer Gang, a hundred shell cases hit the ground
There go the peoples at the door, be quiet, don't make a sound

[Bridge]
Be quiet, tonight is the night that we ride
Pull up in the hood and see choppers inside
You need a project n*gga
Be quiet, tonight is the night that we ride
Pull up in the hood and see choppers inside
Be quiet, all of my Drummers, they be firin'

[Chorus]
I'ma lay a n*gga down, four hundred pounds
Straight up out the Jordan Downs, I got a hundred rounds
Drummer Gang, a hundred shell cases hit the ground
There go the peoples at the door, be quiet, don't make a sound