Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

It's easy to see when you at me
If you look closely 50 back down
I go both coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that down
Every nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to hold Shaq down
Next 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
decease 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
Knowing you get knocked you get fucked in the yard
a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft 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
his soul 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
poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run around like you some big
Ha ha,

It's to see when you look at me
If you look 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold mack down
Every nigga you see around 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 back

"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 punk ass thinking out
Southside I die, that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game, shawty, to rule and
You sing for hoes and like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the other hard niggas they come from
It's been years and you had the same niggas in the
You gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child
Them niggas dead, they suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say they them in the hood
I'm back better than ever on top of my
Even them boys saying "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

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

I ain't anyone you pussy
I telling anyone you getting extorted
I've been patently to blow
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 cops to hold you down cause you for your life
But you heard about them guns I done bought,
I ain't nowhere, I done told you, nigga
I'm a motherfucking soldier, nigga
(They not gon' you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say anything Ja
Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And know big thangs come in small packages, holla
Now was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture
better not put their hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree pink
Okay, I will dice his ass up a little piece of celery
Okay, cause see, they know me, Delicious, do they know me?
Okay, I so
Cause you that I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!