Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, bitch you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking them
Your success is not enough, you be hard
that you get knocked you get fucked in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft in the
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an for your necklace
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
Maybe I'm so cause to me you're a mystery
I know niggas from ya hood, you have no
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, stop 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 back
Everywhere I go both coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that down
Every little you see around me
Hold a gun big to fucking hold Shaq down
Next you in the hood 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 do now?
How we eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's little 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 for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the hard 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 never heard a nigga say they like in the hood
I'm back better ever on top of my game
Even them country saying "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, my throne
I'm New City's own bad guy

It's easy to see you look at me
If you closely 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 hold Shaq down
time you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask me, the young boy don't back down

I ain't telling anyone you
I ain't telling anyone you getting
I've been patently waiting to
and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show"
is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you sleep, I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired cops to you down cause you fear for your life
But you about them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I done told you,
I'm a G-Unit soldier, nigga
(They not like you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt
And y'all know big thangs come in small packages,
Now everythang was cool until 50 came back into the picture
They better not put hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, don't know that I am a 12 degree pink belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up like a little piece of
Okay, cause see, they don't know me, Delicious, do know me?
Okay, I so
Cause you know that I know karate, and I see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!