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50 Cent - Back Down Live In La Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks & Young Buck]
*Sniff sniff*
Yea
Yea
Ay, you smell that?
Yea
I smell pussy
Is that you Irv?
Who?
I smell pussy
Is that you Ja?
Who?
I smell pussy
Is that you Black?
Who?
I smell pussy
Is that you Tah?
Ya'll niggas is pussy
Fuck Murder Inc
Put you motherfuckin' middle fingers up
Fuck Murder Inc
What the fuck
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Oh
G-G-G-G, G-Unit
Yea, nigga!
G-Unit!
Yea, yea, yea (Put your middle fingers up, nigga)
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Young Buck]
It's easy to see when you look at me (Yeah, nigga)
If you look closely, 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go, both coasts with toast (Come on)
East side, west side, I hold that MAC 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 a OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't back down

[Verse: 50 Cent, Young Buck & Lloyd Banks]
Any livin' thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existin', little nigga, now listen
Your mammy, your pappy, that bitch you chasin'
Your little dirty-ass kids, I'll fuckin' erase 'em
Your success is not enough Ja, you wanna be hard
Knowin' if you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
You's a Pop Tart, sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eat you for breakfast, a watch was exchanged 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 could buy cars but can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful 'cause to me you're a mystery
I know niggas from your hood Irv, you have no history
Never poked nuttin', never pop nuttin', nigga stop frontin' (Bitch)
Jay put you on, X made ya hot
Now you runnin' 'round like you some big shot, haha (Put 'em up), pussy (Put 'em up, nigga)
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Young Buck]
It's easy to see when you look at me (Put 'em up, put 'em up)
If you look closely, 50 don't back down (Put 'em up)
Everywhere I go, both coasts with toast
East side, west side, I hold that MAC down
Every little nigga ya see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fuckin' hold Shaq down
Next time you in the hood and see a OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't back down