50 Cent – Back Down

Talented and tremendous American rapper, 50 Cent return to the music scene with this astonishing sound titled “Back Down”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 10 on his top charting album project called “Get Rich or Die Tryin” was officially released on 6 February 2003.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

Woo!

Yeah

G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)

Ha ha

It’s easy to see when you look at me

If you look closely 50 don’t back down

Everywhere I go both coasts 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 O.G

You ask about me, the young boy don’t back down

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid

Must cease existing, little nigga, now listen

Your mami, your papi, that bitch you chasin’

Your little dirty ass kids, I’ll fucking erase them

Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard

Knowing that you get knocked you get fucked in the yard

You’s a 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, if he could he would

Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge

You can buy cars, but you can’t buy respect in the hood

Maybe I’m so disrespectful cause to me you’re a mystery

I know niggas from ya hood, you have no history

Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop fronting

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 coasts 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 O.G

You ask about me, the young boy don’t back down

“The rap game 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 ’til I die, that’s just how I get down

I’m back in the game, shawty, 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 niggas they come from Yonkers

It’s been years and you had the same niggas in the background

You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child

Them niggas dead, 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 saying “50 we feeling you, mane”

Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne

I’m New York City’s own 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 coasts 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 O.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 getting extorted

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 cause you fear for your life

But you heard about them guns I done bought, right?

I ain’t going nowhere, I done told you, nigga

I’m a G-Unit motherfucking soldier, nigga

(They not gon’ like you)

I know, I know

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 thangs come in small packages, holla

Now everythang was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture

They better not put their hands on Jeffrey

Okay, just 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, hitaaaah!