Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

It's to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back
Everywhere I go both coasts with
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack
little nigga 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 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, bitch you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase
Your success is not enough, you wanna be
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 is a bitch, if he could he would
his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you buy respect in the hood
I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a mystery
I know niggas 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 you some big shot
Ha ha,

It's easy to see you look at me
If you closely 50 don't back down
I go both coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack
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 boy don't back down

"The rap game is all fucked up now, what are we gonna do
How we gonna eat man? 50 around"
That's Ja's little punk ass out loud
Southside 'til I die, that's 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 flow is
All the other hard niggas they come Yonkers
It's years and you had the same niggas in the background
You gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child
Them niggas dead, just suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say like them in the hood
I'm back better than on top of my game
Even them country saying "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you the fuck outta my zone, outta 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 hold that down
Every little you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq
time you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy don't back

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

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all big thangs come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put 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 like a little of celery
Okay, cause see, don't 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!