G-Unit - Lay Your Ass Down

[CHORUS]
I don�t know what you been thinking
Don�t know what you been drinking
But you get out of line boy
I�ll lay your ass down

[50 CENT]
I been up in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long
I�m finna crip walk and put some mother fuckin khakis on
Nah thats iight man I ain�t got nuttin to prove
I�m rich but I still live like I got nuttin to lose
Look 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 head
Media they right whatever they choose
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 gangster want to pop something
Well tell them niggas they could pop this and stop frontin�
You heard a nigga do you know how I get down
Stay with my vest on and roll with a couple of tre pounds
In case you mother fuckers want to jump bad now
Start some bullshit and imma lay punk ass down

[YOUNG BUCK]
Hating niggas from long range for writing the wrong thangs
My name Young Buck but I look like an old man
Just cause I like ice don�t compare me to Lil Wayne
I make rap niggas disappear like lil thangs
See Buck been shot but not more than 50
I don�t dance but I look like signing with Diddy
I got plans, grenades, and the G-Unit with me
No commands we spray, give a fuck who we hittin
Bustin my hand I pay em about 160
Hollow tips, four fifth with the rupper grips
Crips and Bloods they show me love like I�m claiming the set
These industry niggas know they better pay me my check
I get a kick outta seeing these broke ass rappers
Ten people showed up that�s why your show got cancelled
50 whatever they did to kid is handled
Niggas callin 4 these features but they get no answer
Fuck yall niggaz!

[LLOYD BANKS]
Bitches know it�s a privilege
If I stop to check her
Niggas all I got is hot shit the kids call me Dr Pepper
And I don�t mean the soda
The sixteen top shot loada I�ll bend ya ass up like yoga
You fuckin with a soulja
Selling tickets for a first class trip to a hospital folda
So please keep talking so we could spread your feet
Have you on your boulevard C walking
The birds keep hawking Why?
Cause im hurtin every CD I�m walking
from DC to Boston
I laugh at a snotty chick bitch I don�t argue
I�ll leave a print on your ass Imma karate kid
The niggas that I be with got guns
On the big body tip and if they pull out
You guarding and shit
You got me in a heavy gray picture
Plus I light up trees like everyday is Christmas