Back Down (Live in L.A.) lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks & Young Buck]
*Sniff sniff*
Yea
Yea
Ay, you smell that?
Yea
I smell pus*y
Is that you Irv?
Who?
I smell pus*y
Is that you Ja?
Who?
I smell pus*y
Is that you Black?
Who?
I smell pus*y
Is that you Tah?
Ya'll n*ggas is pus*y
f*ck Murder Inc
Put you motherf*ckin' middle fingers up
f*ck Murder Inc
What the f*ck
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ohhhhh
Oh
G-G-G-G, G-Unit
Yea, n*gga!
G-Unit!
Yea, yea, yea (Put your middle fingers up, n*gga)
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Young Buck]
It's easy to see when you look at me (Yeah, n*gga)
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 n*gga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to f*ckin' 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 n*gga, now listen
Your mammy, your pappy, that b*tch you chasin'
Your little dirty-ass kids, I'll f*ckin' erase 'em
Your success is not enough Ja, you wanna be hard
Knowin' if you get knocked, you get f*cked 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 b*tch, 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 n*ggas from your hood Irv, you have no history
Never poked nuttin', never pop nuttin', n*gga stop frontin' (b*tch)
Jay put you on, X made ya hot
Now you runnin' 'round like you some big shot, haha (Put 'em up), pus*y (Put 'em up, n*gga)
[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 n*gga ya see around me
Hold a gun big enough to f*ckin' hold Shaq down
Next time you in the hood and see a OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't back down