Back Down

Yeah, G-G-G-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 wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack down Every little n**** you see around me Hold a gun big enough to f***in' 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 Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid Must decease existin' little n****, now listen Yo mami, yo papi, that b**** you chasin' Ya little dirty a** kids, I'll f***in erase them Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard Knowin' that, you get knocked, you get f***ed in the yard Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace And your boss is a b****, if he could he would Sell his soul for cheap, trade his knight 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 n****z from ya hood, you have no history Never poked nothin' never popped nothin' n**** stop frontin' Jay put you on, X made you hot Now you run around like you some big shot Ha, ha p**** It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't back down Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack down Every little n**** you see around me Hold a gun big enough to f***in' 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 The record is all f***ed up now, what we gonna do now? How we gonna eat man? 50 back around That's Ja's lil punk a** stickin' out loud Southside, tie-dyed, 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 n****z, they come from Yonkers It's been years and you had the same n****z in the background You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah's crack child Them n****z they just suck, they no good I ain't never heard a n**** 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 mayn" Now you stay the f*** 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 coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack down Every little n**** you see around me Hold a gun big enough to f***in' 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 tellin' anyone you p**** I ain't tellin' anyone you gettin' extored It ain't over G-Unit I've been patently waitin' to blow Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 50 cent show This is my life, my pain, my night, 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 You heard about them guns I done bought, right? I ain't goin' nowhere, I done told you n**** I'ma G-Unit motherf***in' solider n**** they not gon' like you I know, I know ha, ha G-Unit Oh no he didn't say anything about Ja Okay? Ja is my boo, ok? Jeffery 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 they hands on Jeffery! Ok first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree pinkbelt Okay I will dice his a** 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 a**! Whitaaaah!