Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

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 mack down
Every little nigga you see me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq
Next time you in the and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy back down

Any living thing that cannot co-exist the kid
Must decease existing, nigga, now listen
Your mami, papi, that bitch you chasin'
little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
Your is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowing that you get 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 necklace
And your is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his 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 know niggas from ya hood, you have no
Never nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop fronting
Jay put you on, X you hot
Now you run like you some big shot
Ha ha,

It's easy to see when you at me
If you look closely 50 back down
Everywhere I go both with toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold mack down
Every nigga you see around me
a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down
Next time you in the 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 out loud
'til I die, that's just how I get down
I'm in the game, shawty, to rule and conquer
You for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the other hard niggas they come Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Child
Them niggas dead, just suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say they like in the hood
I'm back better ever on top of my game
them country boys saying "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

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

I ain't anyone you pussy
I ain't telling anyone you getting
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 down cause you fear for your
But you heard about guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere, I told you, nigga
I'm a motherfucking soldier, nigga
(They not gon' you)
I know, I

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