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 with toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking Shaq down
Next you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask about me, the boy don't back down

Any living that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existing, little nigga, now
Your mami, your papi, that you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, fucking erase them
Your success is not enough, you be hard
Knowing that you get knocked you get fucked in the
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your
And boss is a bitch, if he could 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 niggas from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run around you some big shot
Ha ha,

It's easy to see you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back
I go both coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack
Every little nigga you see me
a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask me, the young boy don't 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 punk ass thinking out loud
Southside I die, that's just how I get down
I'm in the game, shawty, to rule 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 from Yonkers
It's been and you had the same niggas in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Child
Them niggas dead, just suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say they 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 outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

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

I telling anyone you pussy
I ain't telling you getting 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 guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I told you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit soldier, nigga
(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 thangs come in packages, holla
Now everythang was cool until 50 Cent came back the picture
They better not put their hands on
Okay, first of all, they know that I am a 12 degree pink belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up a little piece of celery
Okay, cause see, they don't know me, Delicious, do they me?
Okay, I so
Cause you know I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!