Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

It's easy to see when you at me
If you look closely 50 back down
I go both coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that down
Every nigga you see around me
a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy don't down

Any living thing that co-exist with the kid
Must decease existing, nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, that you chasin'
little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be
Knowing you get knocked you get fucked in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for necklace
And your is a bitch, if he could he would
his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you can't buy in the hood
I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a mystery
I know niggas from ya hood, you no history
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, stop fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run around you some big shot
Ha ha,

easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't down
Everywhere I go both coasts with
Eastside, Westside, I hold mack down
Every little you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to hold Shaq down
time you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy don't down

"The rap game is all fucked up now, what are we do now?
How we gonna eat man? 50 around"
That's Ja's little ass thinking out loud
Southside 'til I die, that's just how I get
I'm back in the game, shawty, to and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie
I'm the hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the other hard niggas come from Yonkers
It's been and you had the same niggas in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack
niggas dead, they just suck, they no good
I ain't never a nigga say they like them in the hood
I'm back better ever on top of my game
Even them country boys saying "50 we you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

It's easy to see when you at me
If you look 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both with toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold down
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy don't back

I ain't telling you pussy
I ain't anyone you getting extorted
I've been waiting to blow
and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show"
is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now I'm back, you can't sleep, I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired cops to hold you down cause you fear for life
But you heard about them guns I done bought,
I ain't going nowhere, I done told you,
I'm a motherfucking soldier, nigga
(They not like you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say anything Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt
And y'all know big thangs in small packages, holla
Now everythang was until 50 Cent came back into the picture
better not put their hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 pink belt
Okay, I will his ass up like a little piece of celery
Okay, cause see, they know me, Delicious, do they know me?
Okay, I so
you know that I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!