Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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

Any living thing that cannot with the kid
decease existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, papi, that bitch you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, fucking erase them
Your is not enough, you wanna be hard
that you get knocked you get fucked in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for necklace
And boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars, but you can't buy in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful to me you're a mystery
I know niggas from ya hood, you have no
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run around you some big shot
Ha ha,

easy to see when you look at me
If you look 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both with 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 about me, the young boy don't back

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

It's easy to see when you at me
If you closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both with toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
Every 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 about me, the young boy back down

I ain't anyone you pussy
I telling anyone you getting extorted
I've been patently waiting to
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Show"
is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep, I'm a nightmare,
You hired cops to hold you cause you fear for your life
But you heard them guns I done bought, right?
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 say anything about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't hurt nobody
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 hands on
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 piece of
Okay, see, they 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!