The L-C ft 50 cent - back down 2...

[Introduction]

Woo **gun-shots**

Yeah

G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit) **gun-shots**

Haha

 

[Verse-1 - 50 cent]

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid

Must decease existin'

Little n***a, now listen (yeah)

Your mammy **gun-shots**

You're pappy **gun-shots**

That b***h you chasin'

Your little dirty-arss kids **gun-shots**

I'll fucking erase 'em **gun-shots**

You're success is not enough

You wanna be hard (yeah)

Knowing that if you get knocked

You get fucked in the yard (ah) **gun-shots**

You's a pop tart

Sweetheart

You soft in the middle (haha) **gun-shots**

I eat you for breakfast

The watch was an exchange for your necklace **gun-shots**

And your boss is a bitch

If he could he would

Sell his soul for cheap

Trade his life to be suge **gun-shots**

You can buy cars **gun-shots**

But you can't buy respect in the hood

Maybe I'm so disrespectful

'cause to me you're a mystery

I know n****s from your hood

You have no history (uh-huh)

Never poked nothing

Never popped nothing **gun-shots**

N***a stop fronting **gun-shots**

Jay put you on

X made you hot

Now you run around like you some big shot **gun-shots**

Haha (haha)

P***y **gun-shots**

 

"Aiyo-aiyo 50 cent?"

"Yo fuck knows what beef you have with ja rule"

But is suckin' on eminems motherfuckin' d**k really worth it?

You're bars used to be really heavy **gun-shots**

Cause' listen **gun-shots**

Uh-yeah

Trust me

There alot better on this track

You're modern version is mother f****n' poncey **gun-shots**

I wish that 1 day this version will return

But c'mon bro let's keep this real **gun-shots**

Yeah you're lyrics actually surprised me

There pretty decent

Well

They are for you anyway **gun-shots**

I didn't think you had it inside you

To start rapping all gangster **gun-shots**

Like i said

You're beef with ja is nothin' to do with me

But lemme just explain somethin' (yeah?)

Just incase you're fans are wondering

"Why did curtis jackson really get fired at?" **gun-shots**

I mean

C'mon bro **gun-shots**

The way you spoken to him was pathetic **gun-shots**

I ain't his biggest fan

Although you're always arguing over 2pac

But you was being way too abusive **gun-shots**

You suck ems d**k whenever someone mentions hayley

But every lyric you say about kids is just mother f****n' sick **gun-shots**

Who in the right mind

Would ever f****n' ever **gun-shots**

Let somebody speak to them like this?

If anything' you're lucky to be alive mother f****r **gun-shots**

 

[Verse-3 - 50 cent]

"The rap game is all fucked up now" **gun-shots**

"What are we gonna do now? **gun-shots**

How we gonna eat man?

50 back around" **gun-shots**

That's ja little punk ass thinking out loud

South side 'til I die **gun-shots**

That's just how I get down

I'm back in the game **gun-shots**

Shawty

To rule and conquer **gun-shots**

You sing for hoes

Sound like the cookie monster **gun-shots**

I'm the hardest from new york **gun-shots**

My flow is bonkers

All the other hard niggas

They come from yonkers

It's been years

& you had the same niggas in the background **gun-shots**

You never gonna sell mitsubishi tah

Crack child **gun-shots**

Them niggas

Dead **gun-shots**

They just suck

They no good

I ain't never heard a nigga say they like them in the hood

I'm back **gun-shots**

Better than ever **gun-shots**

On top of my game **gun-shots**

Even them country boys saying

"50 we feeling you mane" **gun-shots**

Now y'all stay the fuck outta my zone

Outta my throne

I'm new york city's own bad guy (bad guy) **gun-shots**

 

You just can't go around sayin' s**t like this **gun-shots**

It's no wonder gangster rap died

It went from cool now this is lyrical spunk

Sayin' sick s**t **gun-shots**

Bringin' up eachothers kids **gun-shots**

Dragging them into you're lyrical abuse **gun-shots**

No real gangster raps about what you gon' do

This is how the youth **gun-shots**

Actually know the truth **gun-shots**

50 cent being a pussy is actually true **gun-shots**

Nevermind drugs or prescriptions

Here's a taste

Open you're big mouth **gun-shots**

Uh-yeah widen it for me

Here's you're real medicine

F**k do you mean "NO?!" **gun-shots**

Why?

Hahahaha

Because i obviously f****n' said so **gun-shots**

This is exactly why you "got shot" **gun-shots**

Rapping started becoming sick & intimidating

P diddy killing off all of his mother f****n' competition **gun-shots**

All these modern rappers **gun-shots**

There just serial liars **gun-shots**

They've been caught kissing **gun-shots**

Always mother f****n' d**k suckin' **gun-shots**

Would you allow this?

To speak to you like f****n' shit? **gun-shots**

If 50 cents fans are looking for somethin' to blame (UK 25 P)

Well this song is obviously mother f****n' it!! **gun-shots**

Listen we do this thug style **gun-shots**

You'll never be on my mother f****n' level **gun-shots**

You've already sold you're sole to the mofo' devil

Hahahaha west f****n' side mother f****r!! **gun-shots**

 

[Outro - Alex thomas]

Oh no

he didn't say anything about ja **gun-shots**

Okay?

Ja is my boo **gun-shots**

Okay?

Jeffrey atkins ain't never hurt nobody

And y'all know big thangs come in small packages **gun-shots**

holla

Now everythang was cool

Until 50 Cent came back into the picture **gun-shots**

They better not put they hands on jeffrey

Okay?

'Cause first of all

They do not know that I am a twelve degree pink belt **gun-shots**

Okay?

I will dice his ass up like a little piece of celery **gun-shots**

Okay?

'Cause

See

They don't know me

Delicious **gun-shots**

Do they know me?

Okay **gun-shots**

I thought so

'Cause you know I know karate **gun-shots**

& I will see him

And I will jet li his ass

wa-ta! **gun-shots**