He Lay

<br>(feat. Liffy Stokes, Sko)<br><br>[Chorus 3x`s]<br>He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay<br>In the grave he lay, he lay<br>In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay<br><br>[Sko]<br>L-E-G-I-T Ballaz<br>Screamin` stop killin` for dollars<br>From G-I, from the South to the Westside<br>From the D-I and where I love, Darkside<br>I forever got my pride<br>Forever guide my guys to a better mindstate or phase<br>To replace all the wicked ideas erased<br>All the fears about the payroll<br>What you say Lo about Sko<br>We representin` the Chi, do or die for real<br>Niggaz caps gettin` twist off they tops for real<br>The conflict`s in the hearts of many men for real<br>The convicts in the Pen holdin` plenty steel<br>Niggaz know they house bigger but they play in the field<br>Tabasco ain`t gon` let it ride though<br>Let my brother fat folk<br>I thrill for the kill<br>Smoke me a ?<br>Never runnin` from the mill boy I`m runnin` the field<br>It`s the eternal Lord feel cemeteries revealed<br>Prophecies prophetcized stuff bein` fulfilled<br>And to another man I`ll never kneel<br>Until I see Allah, fate`s comin` from the wheel<br>And baby girl, you can check it you can dig it here<br>If yo nigga try to test it, you can bet it he`ll<br>Be in a grave he lay, he lay<br>In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay<br><br>[Chorus 2x`s]<br><br>[Liffy Stokes]<br>It`s Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke<br>Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke<br>Never see me in yo city broke<br>In the club spendin` 50 notes<br>Leave with 50 girls and 50 Folks<br>And we all tote scopes<br>Guarded like the Pope cause we got that bomb on the dope<br>G-stacks in our coat<br>Niggaz ask, we ain`t hoes<br>Just to afloat with me, I`m livin` lovely <br>Baby come on and relax with a Folk<br>All my mackateers know why we ride down<br>Cliqued-up pick the bitch up bumpin` sounds, hurtin` the whole town<br>With raw pound all around me ya dig, the sounds off like a live round<br>22`s on Fleet, peep my shine now<br>I got a whole fuckin` nation that`ll ride out<br>And put yo lights out in a matter of minutes young nigga<br>So it`s best for you to be closin` yo fuckin` mouth<br>Before I pull out and bust slugs in yo ass<br>You lucky yo bitch here, that`s why I`m givin` you a pass<br>Nigga haul ass before I up and blast with no mask<br>And blow off you bit of mustache with yo tough ass<br>Shit everybody`s bustin` down<br>My niggaz fallin` off all around<br>Before I go, I got my 50-rounds<br>To blaze a nigga before I hit the ground<br>He lay<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Sko]<br>It`s really gettin` hot on the block<br>Niggaz got they glocks, niggaz sellin` they rocks<br>But my mind prepared to get this muthafuckin` knot<br>So a nigga ain`t scared to put a nigga in the box<br>If I gotta drop him down in the grave<br>In the grave he gon` lay-he<br>Cause this shit don`t stop, I shut `me down everyday<br>Everyday anyway he, anyway he<br>If he grown or not, wrong or not<br>Niggaz better shake the spot and praise Allah<br>Don`t let me see yo face nowhere by the peace Allah<br>A laundry mat, niggaz better have they glocks cocked off<br>Ready to blast off and get yo ass popped off <br>With 10 hot ones when I draw from ?? when I smash off over there<br>It`s blood on the curb over there<br>And them niggaz that be actin` like nerds over there<br>And my niggaz that be flippin` plenty birds over there<br>For them niggaz that be gettin` on my nerves over there<br>For my brothers that be gettin` plenty dirt over there<br>For them ?? broads with all that weave in they hair<br>Who ain`t got no walls, pussy like bees in the air<br>She dropped them draws and then I zoomed outta there<br>Cause I got my laws, I`ma stay strong to myself<br>And I thought about y`all, that`s why I ball by myself <br>I don`t need no mob to make me feel like myself<br>I don`t need no job, I`ll make these G`s by myself<br>I`ma be aight, breakin` my hands to the left<br>I can see aight, I smell death on yo brea-ea-ea-ea-eath<br><br>[Chorus 4x`s]