Luyện nghe bài hát Lay You Down

G-Unit, ain't ready
Ahh

I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been
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 line, boy, I'll lay your ass down

been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long
I'm fin ta walk and put some motherfuckin' khakis on
Naw that's aight man I got nothin' to prove
I'm rich but I still like I got nothin' to lose

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

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

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

Hittin' niggas from long range for the wrong thangs
My name Young but I look like a old man
Just 'cuz I like ice compare me to Lil Wayne
I rap niggas disappear like Lil Zane

See Buck been shot, but not more 50
I dance, what I look like signin' wit Diddy?
I got plans, grenades and the wit me
And on command, we give a fuck who we hittin'

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

I get a kick outta these broke ass rappers
Ten people showed up that's why your show got
50 whatever did to the kid is handled
callin' for these features but they 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
know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get line, boy, I'll lay your ass down

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

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

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

The keep hawkin', why?
'Cuz I'm burnin' every CD and Walkman D.C. to Boston
I laugh at a snotty chick, bitch I don't
I'll leave a print on ass from a karate kick
niggas that 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 every day's Christmas

Shit! Pull that