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Lay You Down歌词
  • 歌手:G-Unit
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com


    G-Unit, they ain't ready

    AHHHH!





    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 ass 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 ass DOWN





    I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long

    I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some mo'herfucking khakis on

    Naw that's aight 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 Snoop's upside ya head

    The media they write whatever they choose

    And the cops stay on my ass so I stay on the news

    These other rap niggas 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 wanna pop somethin

    Well tell them niggas 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 motherfuckers wanna jump bad now

    I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk ass down





    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 ass 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 ass DOWN





    Hittin niggas from long range for writin the wrong thangs

    My name YOUNG BUCK but I look like a old mayn

    Just cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne

    I make rap niggas dissapear 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 fuck who we hittin

    What's in my hand? A tan bout a hundred and sixty

    Hollow tips, four-fifths with the rubber grip

    Crips & Bloods they show me love like I'm claimin a set

    These industry niggas know they better pay me my check

    I get a kick outta seein these broke ass rappers

    Ten people showed up that's why your show got cancelled

    50 whatever they did to the kid is handled

    Niggas callin for these features but they get no answers

    FUCK Y'ALL NIGGAS





    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 ass 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 ass DOWN





    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





    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 ass 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 ass DOWN





    A bitch know it's a privilege if I stop to check her

    Nigga all I got is hot shit the kids call me Dr. Pepper

    And I don't mean a soda

    The 16 top shot loader'll bend ya ass up like yoga

    Your fuckin wit a soldier

    I'm sellin 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 C-Walkin

    The birds keep hawkin, why?

    Cuz I'm burnin every CD and Walkman from D.C. to Boston

    I laugh at a snotty chick, bitch I don't argue

    I'll leave a print in your ass from a karate kick

    Them niggas that Javey wit, got guns on the big body tip

    And if they pull out you'd prolly shit

    Jewelry got me in heavy gray pictures

    Plus I light up trees like every day's Christmas

  • [Intro: 50 Cent]

    G-Unit, they ain't ready

    AHHHH!



    [Hook: 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 ass 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 ass DOWN



    [Verse 1: 50 Cent]

    I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long

    I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some mo'herfucking khakis on

    Naw that's aight 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 Snoop's upside ya head

    The media they write whatever they choose

    And the cops stay on my ass so I stay on the news

    These other rap niggas 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 wanna pop somethin

    Well tell them niggas 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 motherfuckers wanna jump bad now

    I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk ass down



    [Hook: 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 ass 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 ass DOWN



    [Verse 2: Young Buck]

    Hittin niggas from long range for writin the wrong thangs

    My name YOUNG BUCK but I look like a old mayn

    Just cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne

    I make rap niggas dissapear 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 fuck who we hittin

    What's in my hand? A tan bout a hundred and sixty

    Hollow tips, four-fifths with the rubber grip

    Crips & Bloods they show me love like I'm claimin a set

    These industry niggas know they better pay me my check

    I get a kick outta seein these broke ass rappers

    Ten people showed up that's why your show got cancelled

    50 whatever they did to the kid is handled

    Niggas callin for these features but they get no answers

    FUCK Y'ALL NIGGAS



    [Hook: 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 ass 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 ass DOWN



    [Bridge: 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



    [Hook: 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 ass 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 ass DOWN



    [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

    A bitch know it's a privilege if I stop to check her

    Nigga all I got is hot shit the kids call me Dr. Pepper

    And I don't mean a soda

    The 16 top shot loader'll bend ya ass up like yoga

    Your fuckin wit a soldier

    I'm sellin 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 C-Walkin

    The birds keep hawkin, why?

    Cuz I'm burnin every CD and Walkman from D.C. to Boston

    I laugh at a snotty chick, bitch I don't argue

    I'll leave a print in your ass from a karate kick

    Them niggas that Javey wit, got guns on the big body tip

    And if they pull out you'd prolly shit

    Jewelry got me in heavy gray pictures

    Plus I light up trees like every day's Christmas

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