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 coasts toast
Eastside, Westside, I that 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 boy don't back down

Any living that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must existing, little nigga, now listen
Your mami, your papi, bitch you chasin'
little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be
that you get knocked you get fucked in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft in the
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an for your necklace
And your 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 cause to me you're a mystery
I know niggas from ya hood, you no history
poked 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 back down
Everywhere I go both coasts with
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack
Every nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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"
Ja's little punk ass thinking out loud
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 hardest from New York, my is bonkers
All the hard 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 never heard a nigga say they like 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 outta my zone, outta my
I'm New York own bad guy

It's to see when you look at me
If you closely 50 don't back down
I go both coasts with 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 about me, the boy don't back down

I telling anyone you pussy
I ain't anyone you getting extorted
I've patently waiting to blow
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 down cause you fear for life
But you heard about them guns I done bought,
I ain't going nowhere, I told you, nigga
I'm a G-Unit soldier, nigga
(They not gon' you)
I know, I

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