Luyện nghe bài hát Lay You Down

G-Unit, ain't ready
Ahh

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

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

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

They say my music 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
Stay with a vest on, roll wit a tre pounds?
In case you motherfuckers wanna bad now
I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya ass down

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

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

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

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

I get a kick outta seein' broke ass rappers
Ten people showed up that's why your got canceled
50 whatever they did to the kid is
callin' for these 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 your ass

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

I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you 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

A bitch 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 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 every CD and Walkman from D.C. to Boston
I laugh at a chick, bitch I don't argue
I'll leave a print on your ass from a kick
Them niggas that I be wit, got guns on the big tip
And if they pull out, you'd prolly
got me in heavy gray pictures
Plus I light up trees like every day's

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