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    "Lay It On Back" Lyrics

    Kurupt feat. Nate Dogg

    Yeah, gangsta's make the world go 'round
    I heard that's true
    Make things go up and down
    I heard that's true

    [Verse 1-Kurupt]
    I been through the full-court pressure stage
    The homies gave me a nine
    The first time I saw a gauge
    The first time I put my feet...
    Down solid mashin on top of concrete

    Before all the ways of war
    House and car doors felt the rays of war
    When life was simple as shit
    And we didn't give a fuck about a bitch, 1986
    It's all about lic's, heat in the streets
    Trucks with the beats
    Bitches with biker shorts worn all tight
    Tryin to get a pussy just worn all night
    Plus you had to be a baller to get the baddest ho's
    Back in the days, 6-4 six trays
    Back in the days, Elco's, S-S's
    The best is where the west is niggaz don't test us

    [Chorus X4-DJ Lethal]
    Just lay it on back (Hey)
    Do you wanna ride?

    [Verse 2-Fred Durst & Kurupt]

    [Fred Durst]
    Back in the days where them laces were thick
    I was concerned with break dancin and layin some dick
    For whatever it's worth, I'm still doin the smurf
    And I'm walkin on this Earth, like I don't give a fuck
    And now I'm rollin up in third gear
    With 3 dollar bills, 3 more minutes to kill
    3 more seconds to snap, 3 more bottles of beer
    And corrupt's my lifestyle, so shut the fuck up
    And back the fuck up with that buck free style

    Nigga what freestyle, nigga

    [Fred Durst]
    Walkin on a razor blade

    Comin through I got it made, posted up in the shade
    Comin through to get paid
    Sunny California baby

    [Fred Durst]
    I got dubbs in my trunk and it's bound to bump
    Straight smashin, hollerin out what's up Kurupt?

    Wassup, I'm fillin in my right mind, one to the head
    And I'm on the smash hollerin out 'what's up Fred?'

    [Chorus X4-DJ Lethal]
    Just lay it on back (Hey)
    Do you wanna ride?

    [Verse 3-Nate Dogg]
    I don't give a fuck so fuck what they say
    Nigga won't you pass, say pass the bombay
    Niggaz they decide to ride and they ride
    Niggaz they decide to lie and they die
    I can bust a fleet of ho's with my skills
    I can make them ho's bow down pay my bills
    Can't think I can make them ho's convert to my will
    Wanna bet I'll turn them ho's to my scrill'
    If you love a bitch a bitch can drive you crazy
    Anything a hooker do it won't amaze me
    You better be up on your game homie cuz they be
    They may talk a lot of shit but they can't fade me
    If you hang around with suckaz then you may be...
    Anotha type of brotha I don't want with me
    When you compensate with bustaz you confuse me
    Cuz I'm tryin to stay out the penitentiary

    [Chorus X4-DJ Lethal]
    Just lay it on back (Hey)
    Do you wanna ride?
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Brown Ricardo, Fred Durst, Fredrick Farid Nassar, Nathaniel Hale.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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