unit – lay you down lyrics – g

[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 *ss 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 *ss 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’herf*cking 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 it’s oops upside ya head
the media they write whatever they choose
and the cops stay on my *ss so i stay on the news
these other rap n*gg*s couldn’t walk in my shoes
went through a bunch of bullsh*t while i was paying my dues
they say my music make a gangsta wanna pop somethin
well tell them n*gg*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 motherf*ckers wanna jump bad now
i’ll start some bullsh*t and i’ma lay ya punk *ss 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 *ss 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 *ss down

[verse 2: young buck]
hittin n*gg*s 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 n*gg*s 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 f*ck 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 n*gg*s know they better pay me my check
i get a kick outta seein these broke *ss rappers
ten people showed up that’s why your show got cancelled
50 whatever they did to the kid is handled
n*gg*s callin for these features but they get no answers
f*ck y’all n*gg*s

[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 *ss 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 *ss 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 *ss 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 *ss down

[verse 3: lloyd banks]
a b*tch know it’s a privilege if i stop to check her
n*gg* all i got is hot sh*t the kids call me dr. pepper
and i don’t mean a soda
the 16 top shot loader’ll bend ya *ss up like yoga
your f*ckin wit a soldier
i’m sellin tickets for a first cl*ss 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 dc to boston
i laugh at a snotty chick, b*tch i don’t argue
i’ll leave a print in your *ss from a karate kick
them n*gg*s that javey wit, got guns on the big body tip
and if they pull out you’d prolly sh*t
jewelry got me in heavy gray pictures
plus i light up trees like every day’s christmas

/ g lyrics