Luyện nghe bài hát Back Down

It's easy to see you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back
Everywhere I go both coasts with
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
Every nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold down
Next you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask me, the young boy don't back down

Any living thing that cannot co-exist the kid
Must decease existing, little nigga, now
Your mami, your papi, that you chasin'
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll erase them
success is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowing that you get you get fucked in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft in the
I eat ya for breakfast, the was an exchange for your necklace
And your is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be
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 no history
Never 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 look closely 50 don't back
Everywhere I go coasts with toast
Eastside, Westside, I that mack down
Every nigga you see around me
a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down
Next you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask about me, the young boy back down

"The rap game is all fucked up now, are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat 50 back around"
That's Ja's punk ass thinking 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 come from
It's been years and you had the same in the background
You never sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child
Them niggas dead, they just suck, they no
I ain't never heard a nigga say like them in the hood
I'm better than ever on top of my game
Even them country boys saying "50 we you, mane"
Now you the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York own bad guy

easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back
Everywhere I go both coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack
Every little nigga you see me
a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down
Next you in the hood and see an O.G
You ask me, the young boy don't back down

I telling anyone you pussy
I ain't anyone you getting extorted
I've been waiting 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 you fear for your life
But you heard about them I done bought, right?
I going nowhere, I done told you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit soldier, nigga
(They not like you)
I know, I

Oh no, he didn't say about Ja
Okay? Ja is my boo, okay? Jeffrey ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all know big come in small packages, holla
Now everythang was cool until 50 Cent 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 belt
Okay, I will dice his ass up like a little piece of
Okay, cause see, they don't know me, Delicious, do they me?
Okay, I so
Cause you that I know karate, and I will see him
And I Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!