B-Real, Proof - Lay U Flat lyrics

Don't any of you have the
Guts to pay for blood! I'm your huckleberry
Alright, ah, ah
It's your boy Big Proof, haha!
Aah, ayo I don't care how y'all
Niggas wanna do this street shit
Nigga, you hear me?
I'll put you out your misery

One on one, y'all ain't wit' it, gun for gun
Come and get it, come and get it
Y'all can't walk in my shoe, dude
I'm the only motherfucker that fit it
One on one, y'all ain't wit' it, gun for gun
Come and get it, come and get it
Y'all can't walk in my shoe, dude
I'm the only motherfucker that fit it

Motherfucker I was born on
This earth half baked
You gon' see the 9, nigga
Like an hour past 8
See me in your front porch
Wit' that Jason mask
Don't make me get up, bitch
And chase yo' ass
So know right now, gotta respect yo' ass
My temper 'bout as quick as a Tec can blast
'Bout time PG came an' checked yo' ass
Three bars later still don't respect yo' ass
Look, motherfucker
I don't got' hear that noise
Talkin 'bout how you deep in the streets
Now where them boys?
Out a motherfucker terrorist call me Taliban
Niggas that see me on TV is televised
How do they feel 'bout being
Phoned up like telephone
Mayor of this city, thug, known as Ghetto Don
P-R-O-O-F, without the fuckin' brat
I'm so-so deaf (Don't play)

Tell you once, I'll lay you flat
You probably know, I'll lay you flat
Shit, ain't you heard? I'll lay you flat
Now beef for real
Ain't no got a problem wit' that
Tell you once, I'll lay you flat
You probably know, I'll lay you flat
Shit, ain't you heard? I'll lay you flat
Beef for real
Ain't no got a problem wit' that

Higgy, higgy, higgy
And all you motherfuckers ain't
Thinkin' too clearly you may not respect me
But you better fear me
Steppin' outta pocket, bitch
I'll make you pay dearly
Put you out of service and
I won't treat you fairly
You goin' out permanent, not temporarily
Fuckin' wit' the Boogie Man
It's bound to get scary
I'm a seer of the future
Just call me visionary
Take the stats on my crew, see it's legendary
Top notch niggas, livin' secondary
Didn't wanna hurt ya but
I think it's necessary
Call six of your boys so they
Can help you be buried
Me leaving you livin' happen so rarely
Ask if you're alive all the people say barely
Hanging by your string equals
Livin' too daring had to make him break off
The chain he was wearing
Put your face down on the ground
Don't tempt me
To knock this whole clip off until it's empty
You talkin' really big but
I know you pretending
We know you ain't shit through
The message you sending
Use your discretion, and I mean it sincerely
You betta' heed the warnin' and
Don't come near me
My weapons all thorough when paramilitary
Be the unknown grave inside the cemetery
(Don't play)

Tell you once, I'll lay you flat
You probably know, I'll lay you flat
Shit, ain't you heard? I'll lay you flat
Now beef for real
Ain't no got a problem wit' that
Tell you once, I'll lay you flat
You probably know, I'll lay you flat
Shit, ain't you heard? I'll lay you flat
Beef for real
Ain't no got a problem wit' that

I don't like that Americano
He's too smart to be just a hired fighter
But shooting a pistol no one can
Touch i can see that
When someone with that face works
With his gun you may
Count on two things: He's
Fast on the trigger
But he's also intelligent that makes him
Too dangerous for you I think