[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 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 LA with Dre and Snoop for so long. I'm fin ta Crip walk and put some mo'herfucking 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 paying my dues. They say my music make a gangsta wanna pop somethin. Well tell them niggas 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 motherfuckers wanna jump bad now. I'll start some bullshit and I'ma lay ya punk ass 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 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 cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne. I make rap niggas 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 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 & 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 cancelled. 50 whatever they did to the kid is handled. Niggas callin for these features but they get no answers. FUCK Y'ALL NIGGAS. [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 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. [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 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 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 in your ass from a karate kick. Them niggas that Javey 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