Luyện nghe bài hát Lay You Down

G-Unit, they ready
Ahh

I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, lay your ass down
know 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 for so long
I'm fin ta walk and put some motherfuckin' khakis on
Naw aight man I ain't got nothin' to prove
I'm rich but I still live like I got nothin' to

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

They say my make a gangsta wanna pop somethin'
Well tell niggas to get poppin' and stop frontin'
You heard of me but do you how I get down
with a vest 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, lay your ass down
Don't know what you thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, lay your ass down

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

See Buck been shot, but not more 50
I don't dance, what I like signin' wit Diddy?
I got plans, and the G-Unit 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 like I'm claimin' a set
industry niggas know they better pay me my check

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

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 been thinkin', know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line, boy, I'll lay your ass

we go, just leaves number one
We won't stop, 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 what you drinkin'
But you get line, boy, I'll lay your ass down
Don't know what you been thinkin', don't know you been drinkin'
But you get line, boy, I'll lay your ass down

A bitch it's a privilege if I stop to check her
Nigga all I got is hot the kids call me Dr. Pepper
And I mean a soda
The 16 top loader'll bend ya ass up like yoga
fuckin' wit a soldier
I'm tickets for a first class trip to a hospital folder
So please keep talkin', so we can your feet
And have you on your boulevard C

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

Shit! Pull that