Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any living thing cannot co-exist with the kid
Must existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, that you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll erase them
Your is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowing that you get knocked you get in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an for your necklace
And your is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a
I know from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothing, never nothing, nigga stop fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run around like you some big
Ha ha,

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

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

easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 back down
Everywhere I go both with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold 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 me, the young 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, 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 you down cause you fear for your life
But you heard them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I done you, nigga
I'm a motherfucking soldier, nigga
(They not gon' you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never nobody
And y'all know big thangs come in packages, holla
Now everythang was cool 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put their hands on
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree pink
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 karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!