Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any living that cannot co-exist with the kid
decease existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, bitch you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll erase them
Your is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowing that you get 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 necklace
And boss 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 respect in the
Maybe I'm so disrespectful cause to me a mystery
I niggas from 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 closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold mack down
Every little you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask about me, the boy don't back down

"The rap game is all fucked up now, are we gonna do now?
How we eat man? 50 back around"
That's little punk ass thinking 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 and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the other niggas they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the niggas in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Child
niggas dead, they just suck, they no good
I ain't never a nigga say they like them in the hood
I'm better 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

easy to see when you look at me
If you closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
little nigga 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 don't down

I ain't anyone you pussy
I ain't telling anyone you extorted
been patently waiting to blow
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 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 your
But you heard about them I done bought, right?
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 say anything about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And know big thangs come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was cool 50 Cent came back into the picture
They not put their hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know I am a 12 degree pink belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up like a piece of celery
Okay, cause see, they don't know me, Delicious, do they me?
Okay, I so
Cause you know that I know karate, and I see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!