Luyện nghe bài hát Lay You Down

G-Unit, ain't ready
Ahh

I don't what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, lay your ass down
Don't what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay your ass

I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so
I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some khakis on
Naw that's aight man I ain't got to prove
I'm rich but I still like I got nothin' to lose

Look man, I don't know you been drinkin'
I don't know you been thinkin'
But get outta line and upside ya head
The media write whatever they choose
And the cops stay on my ass so I on the news
These other rap niggas walk in my shoes
through a bunch of bullshit while I was payin' my dues

They say my music make a gangsta wanna pop
Well tell niggas to get poppin' and stop frontin'
You of me but do you know how I get down
with a vest on, roll wit a couple tre pounds?
In case you motherfuckers jump bad now
start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk ass down

I don't know what you been thinkin', don't what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, lay your ass down
Don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay your ass

Hittin' niggas from long range for the wrong thangs
My name Young Buck but I look a old man
Just 'cuz I like ice don't me to Lil Wayne
I make rap disappear like Lil Zane

See Buck been shot, but not than 50
I don't dance, what I look signin' wit Diddy?
I got plans, and the G-Unit wit me
And on command, we spray a fuck who we hittin'

What's in my hand? A tan 'bout a and sixty
Hollow tips, fifths with the rubber grip
Crips and Bloods they show me love like I'm a set
These industry niggas know they pay me my check

I get a kick outta seein' broke ass rappers
Ten people up that's why your show got canceled
50 whatever did to the kid is handled
Niggas callin' for these features but get no answers
Fuck y'all

I don't know what you thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay your ass
Don't know you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay ass down

Everywhere we go, leaves number one
We won't stop, billboard chart
We one, number one, number one
Man we own that slot, we won't

I know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay your ass
Don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay ass down

A know it's a privilege if I stop to check her
all I got is hot shit the kids call me Dr. Pepper
And I don't mean a
The 16 top shot bend ya ass up like yoga
fuckin' wit a soldier
I'm sellin' tickets for a first class trip to a hospital
So please keep talkin', so we can spread feet
And have you on boulevard C walkin'

The keep hawkin', why?
'Cuz I'm every CD and Walkman from D.C. to Boston
I laugh at a snotty chick, bitch I argue
I'll leave a print on your ass from a kick
Them niggas I be wit, got guns on the big body tip
And if pull out, you'd prolly shit
Jewelry got me in heavy pictures
Plus I light up trees like every day's

Shit! Pull back