Letra de Lay You Down de G-UnitLetras de Canciones

Letra 'Lay You Down'

[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