50 Cent - Back Down lyrics

Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)

Ha ha...

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

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 nigga you see around me

Hold a gun big enough to fuckin 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 nigga, now listen

Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin

Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin erase them

Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard

Knowin that if you get knocked, you get fucked 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 bitch, 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 cuz to me you're a mystery

I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history

Never poked nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin

Jay put you on, X made you hot

Now you run around like you some big shot

Ha, ha pussy...

[Chorus]

"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 lil punk ass thinkin out loud

South Side Till I die thats just how I gets downI'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 niggaz, they come from Yonkers

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

You never gonna sell Mitsubtichi Tie Crack child

Them niggaz 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 mayne"

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

I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)

[Chorus]

I ain't tellin anyone you pussy

I ain't gon tell nobody you gettin extorted

It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)

I've been patiently waitin to blowwwwwwww

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 feel for your life

You heard about them guns I done bought, right?

I ain't goin nowhere, I done told you nigga

Im a G-Unit muthafuckin soulja nigga (They not gon like you)

I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT)

oh no he didnt say anything about ja okay ja is MY boo okay Jeffery Atkinsss

aint neva hurt nobody an' yall know! big thangs come in small packages!

Hollaaa! Now everything was cool, until 50 Cent came back in to da picture.

they better not put they hands on jeffry cuz first of all...they do NOT know

that I am a twelve degree pink belt okay I will dice his ass up like a little

piece of celery okay cuz see thay dont know me! Delicious, do they know me?

okay I thought so, cuz you know I know karate and I will see him and I will

Jet Li his ass *!Whituuuuuuuu Whua!*