Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any living thing that co-exist with the kid
decease existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, that you chasin'
Your little ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be
Knowing that you get knocked you get fucked in the
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft in the
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an for your necklace
And your boss is a bitch, if he could he
Sell his for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you can't buy respect in the
I'm so disrespectful cause to me you're a mystery
I niggas from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothing, 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
Everywhere I go coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that down
Every little nigga you see me
a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask me, the young boy don't back down

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

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 mack down
Every little you see around me
Hold a gun big to fucking hold Shaq down
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask about me, the boy don't back down

I ain't telling anyone you
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 I'm back, you can't sleep, I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired cops to hold you cause you fear for your life
But you heard about them guns I bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I done you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier,
(They not like you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all know big come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was cool 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 pink belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up like a little piece of
Okay, see, they don't know me, Delicious, do they know me?
Okay, I so
Cause you know I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!