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

Any living thing that cannot co-exist the kid
Must decease existing, little nigga, now
mami, your papi, that bitch you chasin'
Your dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
Your is not enough, you wanna 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 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 can't buy respect in the
I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a mystery
I know 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 like you some big
Ha ha,

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

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

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

I ain't telling anyone you
I ain't anyone you getting extorted
I've been patently waiting to
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Show"
is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you sleep, I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired to hold you down 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 anything Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all know big come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was cool until 50 Cent came back into the
They not put their hands on Jeffrey
Okay, of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree pink belt
Okay, I dice his ass up like a little piece of celery
Okay, cause see, they don't me, Delicious, do they know me?
Okay, I so
you know that I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!