Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

It's easy to see you look at me
If you look 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold mack down
Every little nigga you see 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 back down

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

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

"The rap game is all fucked up now, are we gonna do now?
How we eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's little punk ass out loud
'til 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 from New York, my is bonkers
All the other hard niggas they come from
been years and you had the same niggas in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Child
Them niggas dead, they suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say they like them in the
I'm back better ever on top of my game
them country boys saying "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

It's to see when you look at me
If you look 50 don't back down
I go both coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
Every 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 telling anyone you pussy
I ain't telling anyone you getting
I've been waiting to blow
and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show"
is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you sleep, I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired cops to hold you down cause you fear for your
But you heard them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't nowhere, I done told you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier,
(They not gon' you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all know big thangs in small packages, holla
Now was cool 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 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 that I karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!