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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 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
I've been out in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some motherfuckin' 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 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 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 motherfuckers wanna jump bad now I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk ass 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 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
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 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 check
I get a kick outta seein' these broke ass 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 Fuck 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 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
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 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
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' wit 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? '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 ass 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