G-Unit - Lay Your Ass Down Lyrics
[CHORUS]I don’t know what you been thinkingDon’t know what you been drinkingBut you get out of line boyI’ll lay your ass down[50 CENT]I been up in LA with Dre and Snoop for so longI’m finna crip walk and put some mother *****in khakis onNah thats iight man I ain’t got nuttin to proveI’m rich but I still live like I got nuttin to loseLook man I don’t know what you been drinkin’I don’t know what you been thinkin’But you get out line and swoop hit you upside the headMedia they right whatever they chooseThe cops stay on my ass so I stay on the newsThese other rap niggas couldn’t walk in my shoesWent through a bunch of bullshit while I was payin my duesThey say my music make a gangster want to pop somethingWell tell them niggas they could pop this and stop frontin’You heard a nigga do you know how I get downStay with my vest on and roll with a couple of tre poundsIn case you mother *****ers want to jump bad nowStart some bullshit and imma lay punk ass down[YOUNG BUCK]Hittinniggas from long range for writing the wrong thangsMy name Young Buck but I look like an old manJust cause I like ice don’t compare me to Lil WayneI make rap niggas disappear like lil thangsSee Buck been shot but not more than 50I don’t dance but I look like signing with DiddyI got plans, grenades, and the G-Unit with meNo commands we spray, give a ***** who we hittinBustin my hand I pay em about 160Hollow tips, four fifth with the rupper gripsCrips and Bloods they show me love like I’m claiming the setThese industry niggas know they better pay me my checkI get a kick outta seeing these broke ass rappersTen people showed up that’s why your show got cancelled50 whatever they did to kid is handledNiggas callin 4 these features but they get no answer***** yall niggaz![LLOYD BANKS]*****es know it’s a privilegeIf I stop to check herNiggas all I got is hot shit the kids call me Dr PepperAnd I don’t mean the sodaThe sixteen top shot loada I’ll bend ya ass up like yogaYou *****in with a souljaSelling tickets for a first class trip to a hospital foldaSo please keep talking so we could spread your feetHave you on your boulevard C walkingThe birds keep hawking Why?Cause im hurtin every CD I’m walkingfrom DC to BostonI laugh at a snotty chick ***** I don’t argueI’ll leave a print on your ass Imma karate kidThe niggas that I be with got gunsOn the big body tip and if they pull outYou guarding and shitYou got me in a heavy gray picturePlus I light up trees like everyday is Christmas
