Luyện nghe bài hát Lay You Down

G-Unit, they ain't
Ahh

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

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

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

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

I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know 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 writin' the wrong
My Young Buck but I look like a old man
Just 'cuz I like ice compare 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 give a who we hittin'

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

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

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

we go, just 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', 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 what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, lay your ass down

A bitch it's a privilege if I stop to check her
Nigga all I got is hot shit the kids me Dr. Pepper
And I mean a soda
The 16 top loader'll bend ya ass up like yoga
Your fuckin' wit a
I'm sellin' for a first class trip to a hospital folder
So please keep talkin', so we can your feet
And you on your 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 they pull out, prolly shit
Jewelry got me in heavy gray
I light up trees like every day's Christmas

Shit! Pull that