Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh no, he didn't say anything Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all know big come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was cool until 50 Cent came back the picture
better not put their hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up like a little piece of
Okay, see, they don't know me, Delicious, do they know me?
Okay, I so
Cause you know I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!