Lay You Down

G-Unit, they ain't ready Ahh 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 a*s 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 a*s down I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some motherf**kin' 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 a*s 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 payin' my dues They say my music make a gangsta wanna pop somethin' Well tell them niggas to get poppin' and 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**kers wanna jump bad now I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk a*s 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 a*s 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 a*s down Hittin' niggas from long range for writin' the wrong thangs My name Young Buck but I look like a old man Just 'cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne I make rap niggas 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 f**k 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 niggas know they better pay me my check I get a kick outta seein' these broke a*s rappers Ten people showed up that's why your show got canceled 50 whatever they did to the kid is handled Niggas callin' for these features but they get no answers f**k 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 a*s 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 a*s 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 a*s 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 a*s 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 a*s up like yoga Your f**kin' wit a soldier I'm sellin' tickets for a first cla*s 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 on your a*s from a karate kick Them niggas that I be 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 Shit! Pull that back