Back down

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 n***a you see around me

Hold a gun big enough to f**king 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 n***a now listen

Your mami your papi that b***h you chasin'

Your little dirty a*s kids I'll f**king erase them

Your success is not enough you wanna be hard

Knowing that you get knocked you get f**ked 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 b***h 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 n***as from ya hood you have no history

Never poked nothing never popped nothing n***a stop fronting

Jay put you on X made you hot

Now you run around like you some big shot

Ha ha p***y

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 n***a you see around me

Hold a gun big enough to f**king 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 f**ked up now what are we gonna do now

How we gonna eat man 50 back around

That's Ja's little punk a*s 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 h*es and sound like the cookie monster

I'm the hardest from New York my flow is bonkers

All the other hard n***as they come from Yonkers

It's been years and you had the same n***as in the background

You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah Crack Child

Them n***as dead they just suck they no good

I ain't never heard a n***a 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 f**k 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 n***a you see around me

Hold a gun big enough to f**king 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 p***y

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 n***a

I'm a G Unit motherf**king soldier n***a

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 a*s 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*s hitaaaah