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, lay your ass down

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

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

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

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

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

See Buck shot, but not more than 50
I dance, what I look like signin' wit Diddy?
I got plans, and the G-Unit wit me
And on command, we spray a fuck who we hittin'

in my hand? A tan 'bout 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 seein' these broke ass
Ten people showed up that's why your got canceled
50 whatever they did to the kid is
Niggas callin' for these features but get no answers
Fuck niggas

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

Everywhere we go, leaves number one
We won't stop, every chart
We number one, number one, 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, I'll lay ass down
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 know it's a if I stop to check her
Nigga all I got is hot shit the kids 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 tickets for a first class trip to a hospital folder
So please talkin', so we can spread your feet
And have you on your boulevard C

The birds 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 a karate kick
niggas that I be wit, got guns on the big body tip
And if they pull out, prolly shit
got me in heavy gray pictures
Plus I up trees like every day's Christmas

Shit! that back