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 coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
Every little 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 about me, the young boy don't back

Any living thing cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existing, nigga, now listen
mami, your papi, that bitch you chasin'
Your little ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
success is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowing that you get knocked you get in the yard
a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an for your necklace
And your boss is a bitch, if he he would
his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you can't buy in the hood
Maybe I'm so cause to me you're a mystery
I know from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, 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 with
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack
Every little you see around 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 young boy back down

"The rap game is all up now, what are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat 50 back around"
That's Ja's little ass thinking out loud
'til I die, that's just how I get down
I'm in the game, shawty, to rule and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the other hard niggas come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the niggas in the background
You never gonna sell Tah, Crack Child
Them niggas dead, they suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say they like them in the
I'm back better ever on top of my game
Even them boys saying "50 we feeling 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 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 fucking hold down
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy back down

I telling anyone you pussy
I ain't telling anyone you getting
been patently waiting to blow
Ladies and gentlemen, to "The 50 Cent 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 down cause you fear for life
But you heard them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I done you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit soldier, nigga
(They not gon' you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say anything Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt
And y'all big thangs come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was cool until 50 Cent came into the picture
They better not put their on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, don't know that I am a 12 degree pink belt
Okay, I will his ass up like a little piece of celery
Okay, cause see, don't 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!