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Back Down Lyrics - Get Rich Or Die Trying - 50 Cent

Yeah, G-G-G-G-G-Unit! G-Unit! 

Haha... 

 

It's easy to see when you look at me 

If you look closely 

50 don't back down 

Everywhere I go both coast with toast 

Eastside... Westside 

I hold that mack down 

Every little nigga you see around me 

Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold shaq down 

 

Next time you in the hood and see an ol' G 

 

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You ask about me 

the young boy don't back down! 

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid 

Must decease existin 

look nigga... now listen 

Yo mami... yo papi... that bitch you chasin 

Ya little dirty ass kids 

I'll fuckin erase them 

Your succes is not enough 

you wanna be hard 

Knowing that... if you get knocked 

you get fucked in the yard 

Youza pop-tart sweetheart 

you soft in the middle 

I eat ya for breakfast 

 

the watch was an exchange for your necklace 

and your boss is a bitch 

 

Photos 

 

if he could he would 

Sell his soul for cheap 

trade like to be Suge 

You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood 

Maybe I'm so disrespectful cuz to me you're a mystery 

I know niggas from your hood 

 

you have no history 

Never poked nothing 

 

never popped nothing 

 

nigga stop frontin 

Jay put you on 

 

X made you hot 

Now you run around like you some big shot 

ha, ha pussy... 

It's easy to see when you look at me 

If you look closely 

50 don't back down 

Everywhere I go both coast with toast 

Eastside... Westside 

I hold that mack down 

Every little nigga you see around me 

 

Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold shaq down 

Next time you in the hood and see an ol' G 

You ask about me 

the young boy don't back down. 

"This rap shit is all fucked up now! 

 

What are we gonna do now? 

How we gonna eat man? 

50 back around" 

 

That's Ja's little punk ass thinking out loud 

Southside till I die 

that's just how I get down 

I'm back in the game shorty 

to rule and conquer! 

You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster 

 

I'm the hardest from New York 

my flow is bonkers 

All the other hard niggaz 

they come from Yonkers 

It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background 

You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah's and crack child 

Them niggas they just suck 

they no good 

 

I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood" 

I'm back better than ever 

on top of my game 

Even them country boys sayin "50 we feelin you man" 

Now stay the fuck outta my zone 

outta my throne! 

I'm New York City's own... 

 

Bad guy! 

Bad guy! 

It's easy to see when you look at me 

If you look closely 

50 don't back down 

Everywhere I go both coast with toast 

Eastside... Westside 

I hold that mack down 

Every little nigga you see around me 

Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold shaq down 

Next time you in the hood and see an ol' G 

You ask about me 

the young boy don't back down. 

I ain't gonna tell nobody you pussy 

I ain't gonna tell nobody you gettin extorted 

It ain't over... G-Unit! 

I've been patiently waiting to blow 

Ladies and gentlemen 

welcome to the "50 Cent Show" 

This is my life 

my pain... my knife... my gun 

Now that I'm back 

you can't sleep 

I'm a nightmare huh 

You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for you life 

well you done heard bout them guns I done bought 

right? 

I ain't going nowhere 

I done told you nigga 

I'm a G-Unit muthafuckin' soldier nigga! 

They not gon like you 

I know... I know... haha 

G-Unit! 

"Oh, no he didn't say anything about Ja. 

Okay? Ja is my boo. 

Okay? 

Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody. 

And y'all know! 

Big things come in small packages! 

Holla! 

Now, everything was cool until 50 Cent 

came back into the picture. 

They better not put they hands on Jeffrey... Okay? 

'Cause first of all, they do not know that I am a 12-degree pink belt. 

Okay? I will dice his ass up like a little piece of celery. 

Okay? 'Cause see, they don't know me. 

Delicious, do they know me? 

Okay, I thought so. 

'Cause you know that I know karate, and I will see him 

and I will Jet Li his ass. Whoo-doo!" 

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