I never realized how nuanced these instrumentals were.. there is so much atmosphere and vibe.. you know the vocals take over and almost make it obscure .. I am very appreciating listening to these tracks and get a much bigger appreciation for the productions aspect
Bulletproof had a great story but shit gameplay, and Blood on the Sand had a shit story but great gameplay. Blood on the Sand is also a lot rarer too since it sold like shit.
I was playing 50 Cent bulletproof for nostalgia and I remember how much I liked this song. Like bro this beat is so heat, I had to look who made it and to my surprise it was Dr. Dre 🔥💯
@@tsxy3428 It wasn't a copy, it was a bootleg remix of back down.. Nothing was copied, yes, the flow was same for the chorus, but chorus isn't as important in a diss track..
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 nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 decease existing, little nigga, now listen Your mami, your papi, that bitch you chasin' Your little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard Knowing that you get knocked you get fucked 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 bitch, 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 niggas from ya hood, you have no history Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop fronting Jay put you on, X made you hot Now you run around like you some big shot Ha ha, pussy 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 nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 fucked up now, what are we gonna do now? How we gonna eat man? 50 back around" That's Ja's little punk ass 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 hoes and sound like the cookie monster I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers All the other hard niggas they come from Yonkers It's been years and you had the same niggas in the background You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child Them niggas dead, 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 saying "50 we feeling you, mane" Now you stay the fuck 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 nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 telling anyone you pussy I ain't telling anyone you getting extorted I've been patently waiting to blow Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show" This is my life, my pain, my night, 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, nigga I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier, nigga (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, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree pink belt Okay, I will dice his ass up like a little piece of celery Okay, cause see, they don't know me, Delicious, do they know me? Okay, I though so Cause you know that I know karate, and I will see him And I will Jet Li his ass, hitaaaah!
[Intro] Woo! Yeah G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit) Ha ha [Hook] 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 nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 [Verse 1] Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid Must cease existing, little nigga, now listen Your mami, your papi, that bitch you chasin' Your little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking erase them Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard Knowing that you get knocked you get fucked 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 bitch, 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 niggas from ya hood, you have no history Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop fronting Jay put you on, X made you hot Now you run around like you some big shot Ha ha, pussy [Hook] 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 nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 [Verse 2] "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 little punk ass 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 hoes and sound like the cookie monster I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers All the other hard niggas they come from Yonkers It's been years and you had the same niggas in the background You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah, Crack Child Them niggas dead, 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 saying "50 we feeling you, mane" Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne I'm New York City's own bad guy [Hook] 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 nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 [Verse 3] I ain’t gonna' tell nobody you pussy 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, nigga I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier, nigga (They not gon' like you) I know, I know [Outro] 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 ass 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 ass, hitaaaah!
+Afghan Lion "Beats" are by Dre no shit, just as advertised in the commercials, but I don't think Dre produced this beat. That is just a logo pulled from Google probably. Notice how you are on RU-vid and nowhere does it say that Dre produced the beat.....NICE LOL
50 Cent (Hook): U See Its Easy When U Look At Me If U Look Closely 50 Don't Back Down If Any Lil Nigga U See Around How Many Dum Da Fuck On Shaq Down In The Hood U See OG U Ask About Lil Homie Don't Back Down
Yeah, G-G-G-G-G-Unit! G-Unit! Haha... It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely 50 don't back down Everywhere I go both coast with toast Eastside... Westside I hold that mack down Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 Look nigga... now listen Yo mami... yo papi... that bitch you chasin Ya little dirty ass kids I'll fuckin erase them Your succes is not enough You wanna be hard Knowing that... if you get knocked You get fucked in the yard Youza 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 bitch If he could he would Sell his soul for cheap Trade like 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 niggas from your hood You have no history Never poked nothing Never popped nothing Nigga stop frontin Jay put you on X made you hot Now you run around like you some big shot Ha, ha pussy... It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely 50 don't back down Everywhere I go both coast with toast Eastside... Westside I hold that mack down Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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. "This rap shit is all fucked up now What are we gonna do now? How we gonna eat man? 50 back around" That's Ja's little punk ass thinking out loud Southside till I die That's just how I get down I'm back in the game shorty 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 niggas They come from Yonkers It's been years and you had the same niggas in the background You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah's and crack child Them niggas 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 feeling you man" Now stay the fuck outta my zone Outta my throne I'm New York City's own... Bad guy! 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 coast with toast Eastside... Westside I hold that mack down Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big enough to fucking 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 I ain't gonna tell nobody you pussy I ain't gonna tell nobody you gettin extorted It ain't over... G-Unit! 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 cuz you fear for you life Well you done heard bout them guns I done bought Right? I ain't going nowhere I done told you nigga I'm a G-Unit muthafuckin' soldier nigga! They not gon like you I know... I know... haha G-Unit! "Oh, no he didn't say anything about Ja. Okay? Ja is my boo. Okay? Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody. And you all know! Big things come in small packages! Holla! Now, everything was cool until 50 Cent Came back into the picture. They better not put they hands on Jeffrey... Okay? 'Cause first of all, they do not know that I am a 12-degree pink belt Okay? I will dice his ass 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 ass. Whoo-doo!"
Shittin' on the World every Chance i Get/Don't become a Silhouette and Get Wet/from my Desert Ease Please/I Leave the Rap Game on they Knees/Beggin' for Mercy Blood Thirsty God Cursed Me/to Put an End to All these Petty Fools Misery it aint no Mystery/i was Born to Be a Killer Naturally like Mickey and Malory/i Remember my First Victim Caught em Slippin'/Then Sticked 'em 25 Times to His Heart as Pulse Enumerated/my Thoughts Constipated with no Where to Go i Show/and Prove My Skills and Chance-
1:37 "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 little punk ass thinking out loud..." LOL!
Noone ever noticed this beat was remixed to give Mary J Blige and Eve "Not Today" Produced by your very own Dr Dre. When I realized that I knew I was probably Dre's biggest fan. Tell me when you make the realization!
"not the man to underestimate / if rap was a religion I'm a test of faith / the question is - who closed the gates 'cuz I approached 'em, how long am I supposed to wait / to get in this biz and be hitting it big / got the mindset of soldiers who are locked in the brig / for disorderly conduct - who wants to talk tough / when the subject of me is brought up / talkin' like I'm not also a tough guy / keep talkin' while thinkin' I'm tongue tied / you'll find out you brought a knife to a gun fight... all these haters who say my style is flawed will shake like there's an Earthquake that's caused by playin' an Eminem song in the temple of God / I'm a bullet you ain't able to dodge / I'm more scary than a mental case takin' the lead in a presidential race / caught in a time warp since 2004 / hip hop has been on life support but I'm breathin' / haters can talk the shit they want, I ain't leavin' / I know what they want, just gotta wait for a reason / when I'm no longer someone a crowd will ignore / we'll measure sound by how loud they can roar..."
É facil de ver quando olhas para mim Olho no olho que sou um g Porque eu nunca desisti Tenho a morte na iris Tipo que sou o anubis Quando eu chego até o vento Quer fugir mesmo assim O sol derrete com o meu fogo Enquanto crio espadas g Os meus soldados tao no posto A postos prá guerra Mesmo na merda
É facil de ver quando olhas para mim Olho no olho que sou um g Porque eu nunca desisti Tenho a morte na iris Tipo que sou o anubis Quando eu chego até o vento Quer fugir mesmo assim O sol derrete com o meu fogo Enquanto crio espadachins Os meus soldados tao no posto Tipo cartas de varzim
I understand from song a logical point and I told the world same goes with ctv media operator after looking at some incidents they made a report and submitted to the world whether it goes or not to public.
A can push a pen to the led that's in my head but I'll spitefire turn into Mike myers and letha face and jason in one am riding on a bombs a don't no when its hit but am spitting don't place the crown am in a castle so no hassle if a think of being the greatest I'll be like ali in the valley with the gloves that a carry .... a don't no what made me
People like to say im not rap I’m mumble Fuck that, I quit being humble Acting Like you knew my past All this designer shit leave you stunting shit that you never had I live in five star luxury Leave the murder scene its a mystery Next day i See him On the TV like history Or Mtv
ea, 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 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, 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 life to be Suge You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood Maybe I'm so disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history Never sold 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... "This rap shit 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 Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down I'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 Mitsubushi Tah & 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 mayn" Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY) I ain't tellin anyone you pussy I ain't tellin anyone you gettin extored It ain't over.... (G-UNIT) I've been patently waitin to BLOWW Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show" This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun Now that I'm back, you can't sleep I'm a nightmare huuhhhh You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for your life You heard about them guns I done bought, right? I ain't goin no where, I done told you nigga I'ma G-Unit motherfuckin soldier nigga (They not gon like you) I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UN
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