Luyện nghe bài hát Quick to Back Down

Yeah,
Yeah, boy Nas
Yeah, me I'm boy Lil Jon
Yeah, right now we going to about these niggas

Yeah, got a lot of mouth, what
Yeah, but it's time to do some shit
Yeah, they folding, these is folding and shit
Know what I'm talking 'bout, like paper,

I your type I know your kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving there's drama
Quick to back

fake ass nigga
Quick to down
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to down

You ya whole ya
Quick to down
Y'all don't want none of ya
Quick to down

And I y'all niggas ya
Quick to down
Soft and nigga ya
to back down

First of all this is Nas I'ma veteran
And y'all already know who I'm than
Y'all know the beef in the it'll never end
Never hit the unless, I get's my Beretta in

The letter N, short for
More drama than the with North Korea
Gettin' Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the
around and you get wires in your mouth

Cowards I and my power keeps on risin'
Niggas try to me but they keep recognizin'
the next label I'ma bury
CEO's, rappers and A and R's go to the rap

And ya all got but ya scared to use 'em
Six million to die, nigga choose one
I'm a Braveheart, I'll be here
talk shit but I smell fear, motherfucker

I your type I know your kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving there's drama
to back down

Fucking ass nigga
Quick to back
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to back

You ya crew ya
Quick to down
Y'all don't want none of ya
to back down

And I hate niggas ya
to back down
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to back

Ay yo, all these niggas, they afraid of the
I'll take a razor open your up
I to tell these niggas, we don't play
I run up on you broad day a A-K

Cornball I can make your heart stop
Pop pop your body drop a couple shots
When you see me in the street, we can the beef
If you see me in jail, you you dead meat

I be and stabbin', shooting and laughing
My blast on top of you bastards
Committing in Cincinnati
drive by in all black Caddy's

A 21 gun
Your last words be, please Jungle don't
Pussy, put a slug between your eyes
And stand there and watch punk ass die

I know your type I know kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving when there's
to back down

Fucking fake ass
to back down
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to down

You ya whole ya
to back down
Y'all don't want none of ya
Quick to down

And I hate y'all ya
Quick to down
Soft and cornflake ya
Quick to down

I'm fuckin' wit' them,
My niggas is coming we don't stop
Y'all is running I'm just goin pop
I twist up my gun up and slap mouth

Lil John down south
My religion is motherfucker too late
Since birth, I'm cursed, the worst in da state
and time again you niggas back down, laugh now

Fuck ya numbers nigga, y'all all
The hunt is on, if I'm wrong, test my dead arm
Robbery, heavily armed, might leave him
Bang him him, actin' like he don't know what's going on

Hang em', rush em' get his clown ass his teammates
And oh he got a 22, give him the gauge, the way
God ain't going to his bitch ass today
Wait Imma I'll be right here
Y'all talk shit but I fear, mothafuckas

I know your type I know your ya
Quick to back
You be leaving when there's
to back down

Fucking fake ass
to back down
Soft and cornflake ya
Quick to down

You ya whole ya
to back down
Y'all want none of this ya
to back down

And I y'all niggas ya
Quick to back
Soft and cornflake ya
Quick to down