Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any living thing that cannot with the kid
Must decease existing, little nigga, now
Your mami, your papi, bitch you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll erase them
Your success is not enough, you be hard
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 was an exchange for your necklace
And your boss is a bitch, if he could he
Sell his for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you can't buy in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a
I know niggas from ya hood, you no history
Never poked nothing, never nothing, nigga stop fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run around like you some big
Ha ha,

It's easy to see when you at me
If you look closely 50 don't back
Everywhere I go both coasts with
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 back down

"The rap game is all fucked up now, what are we gonna do
How we gonna eat 50 back around"
That's Ja's little 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 sound like the monster
I'm the hardest New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggas they come from
It's years and you had the same niggas in the background
You never sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child
Them niggas dead, just suck, they no good
I never heard a nigga say they like them in the hood
I'm back better than on top of my game
Even them country boys "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck my zone, outta my throne
I'm New City's own bad guy

It's to see when you look at me
If you closely 50 don't back down
I go both coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that down
little 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 young boy back down

I telling anyone you pussy
I ain't telling you getting extorted
I've been patently to blow
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 cause you fear for your life
But you heard about them guns I done bought,
I ain't going nowhere, I done you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier,
(They not like you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins never hurt nobody
And y'all big thangs come 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 degree belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up like a piece of celery
Okay, cause see, they 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!