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

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

man, I don't know what you been drinkin'
I know what 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 stay on the
These other rap niggas walk in my shoes
Went through a bunch of bullshit I was payin' my dues

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

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 outta line, boy, lay your ass down

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

See been shot, but not more than 50
I don't dance, what I look like 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 hundred and
Hollow tips, fifths with the rubber grip
and Bloods they show me love like I'm claimin' a set
These niggas know they better pay me my check

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

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

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

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

A bitch it's a privilege 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 shot loader'll bend ya ass up yoga
fuckin' wit a soldier
I'm sellin' tickets for a class trip to a hospital folder
So please keep talkin', so we can spread feet
And have you on boulevard C walkin'

The birds keep hawkin',
'Cuz I'm burnin' every CD and Walkman from D.C. to
I at a snotty chick, bitch I don't argue
I'll leave a on your ass from a karate kick
Them that I be wit, got guns on the big body tip
And if pull out, you'd prolly shit
Jewelry got me in gray pictures
Plus I light up like every day's Christmas

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