G-Unit – Lay You Down

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by G-Unit and this music is titled “Lay You Down”.

This G-Unit Group Features Three Top Music Starts Like: 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Mike Knoxx, The Game, and The Burt Young

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Beg for Mercy” And it was released in the year 2003.

 

 

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Lyrics

 

[Intro: 50 Cent]

G-Unit, they ain’t ready

AHHHH!

 

[Chorus: 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 L.A. with Dre and Snoop for so long

I’m fin ta Crip walk and put some muh’fuckin’ khakis on

Nah 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 payin’ my dues

They say my music make a gangsta wanna pop somethin’

Well tell them niggas they’ll get popped, they should stop frontin’

You heard of me, but do you know how I get down

Stay with a vest on, roll with 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

[Chorus: 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 ’cause 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’ with Diddy?

I got plans, grenades and the G-Unit with 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 and Bloods they show me love like I’m claimin’ a set

These industry niggas know they better pay me my cheque

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

 

[Chorus: 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

 

[Chorus: 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’ with 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?

‘Cause 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 I be with, 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 (OHHH!)

Jewelry got me in heavy gray pictures

Plus I light up trees like every day’s Christmas (OHHH!)

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