Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

It's to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 back down
Everywhere I go both coasts with
Eastside, Westside, I hold mack down
Every nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold down
time 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, nigga, now listen
Your mami, papi, that bitch you chasin'
Your little ass kids, I'll fucking 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 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
his soul 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 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 big shot
Ha ha,

It's easy to see when you at me
If you look closely 50 don't down
Everywhere I go coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that down
Every nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to hold Shaq down
time you in the hood 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 eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's punk ass thinking out loud
Southside I die, that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game, shawty, to rule and
You sing for and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the hard niggas they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same in the background
You gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child
niggas dead, they just suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say like them in the hood
I'm back better ever on top of my game
them country boys saying "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

It's to see when 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 nigga you see me
Hold a gun big 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

I ain't anyone you pussy
I ain't telling 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 I'm back, you can't sleep, I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired cops to hold you down cause you fear for life
But you heard about guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I done told you,
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 y'all know big thangs come in small packages,
Now everythang was until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put their hands on
Okay, first of all, they don't know I am a 12 degree pink belt
Okay, I will his ass up like a little 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!