Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any living thing that cannot co-exist the kid
decease existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, that bitch you
Your dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be
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 watch was an exchange for your
And your boss is a bitch, if he could he
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be
You can buy cars, but you can't buy respect in the
Maybe I'm so 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 you some big shot
Ha ha,

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 that mack down
little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 up now, what are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat 50 back around"
Ja's little punk ass thinking out loud
Southside 'til I die, that's just how I get
I'm in the game, shawty, to rule and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the monster
I'm the from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other niggas they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same in the background
You never sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child
Them niggas dead, just suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say they like in the hood
I'm back better ever on top of my game
Even them country boys saying "50 we you, mane"
Now you the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

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

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

Oh no, he didn't say anything Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt
And y'all know big thangs 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 know me, Delicious, do they know me?
Okay, I so
Cause you know that I know karate, and I see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!