G-Unit - Lay You Down Lyrics

Writer(s) : WOLOSCHUK, JOHN WILLIAM / JACKSON, CURTIS JAMES / BROWN, DAVID DARNELL / LLOYD, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES
Artist: G-Unit Lyrics
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Album: Track 16 on Beg for Mercy
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[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your *** down!
Don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta line boy, I'll lay your *** down!

[50 Cent]
I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long
I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some **********ing khakis on
No that's alright man I ain't got nothin' to prove
I'm rich but I still live like I got nothin' to lose
Look man, I don't know what you been drinkin' I don't know what you been thinkin'
But get outta line and it's oops upside ya head
The media they write whatever they choose
And the cops stay on my *** so I stay on the news
These other rap *****s couldn't walk in my shoes
Went through a bunch of bullshit while I was paying my dues
They say my music make a gangsta want to pop somethin'
Well tell them *****s to get poppin' & stop frontin'
You heard of me but do you know how I get down
Stay with a vest on, roll wit a couple tre-pounds
In case you ************s want to jump bad now
I'll start some bullshit and I'm a lay ya punk *** down

[Chorus]

[Young Buck]
Hittin' *****s from long range for writin' the wrong things
My name Young Buck but I look like a old man
Just 'cause I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne
I make rap *****s disappear like Lil Zane
See Buck been shot, but not more than 50
I don't dance, what I look like signin' wit Diddy?
I got plans, grenades and the G-Unit wit me
And on command, we spray give a **** who we hittin'
What's in my hand? A tan 'bout a hundred and sixty
Hollow tips, four-fifths with the rubber grip
Crips and Bloods they show me love like I'm claimin' a set
These industry *****s know they better pay me my check
I get a kick outta seein' these broke *** rappers
Ten people showed up that's why your show got canceled
50 whatever they did to the kid is handled
*****s callin' for these features but they get no answers
**** y'all *****s

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
Everywhere we go, just leaves number one
We won't stop, every Billboard chart (we number one, number one, number one)
Man we own that slot, we won't stop

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
A ***** know it's a privilege if I stop to check her
***** all I got is hot **** the kids call me Dr. Pepper
And I don't mean a soda
The 16 top shot loader'll bend ya *** up like yoga
Your ****in' wit a soldier
I'm selling tickets for a first class trip to a hospital folder
So please keep talkin'
So we can spread your feet, and have you on your boulevard Walkin'
The birds keep hawkin', why?
'Cause I'm burnin every CD and Walkman from D.C. to Boston
I laugh at a snotty chick, ***** I don't argue
I'll leave a print in your *** from a karate kick
Them *****s that Javey wit, got guns on the big body tip
And if they pull out you'd prolly ****
Jewelry got me in heavy gray pictures
Plus I light up trees like every day's Christmas


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