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

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

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

You ya crew ya
Quick to down
don't want none of this ya
Quick to down

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

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

The N, short for Nasir
More drama than the President with North
Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get wires in your

Cowards I despise and my keeps on risin'
Niggas try to hate me but they keep
Who's the next label bury
CEO's, and A and R's go to the rap cemetery

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cornball I can make heart beat stop
Pop pop your body drop from a shots
When you see me in the street, we can handle the
If you see me in jail, you know you meat

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

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

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

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

You ya crew ya
Quick to down
Y'all don't want of this ya
Quick to back

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

I'm fuckin' wit' them,
My niggas is coming we just stop
Y'all niggas is I'm just goin pop
I up my gun up and slap your mouth

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

Fuck ya nigga, y'all all fake
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', em' get his clown ass his teammates wrong
And oh he got a 22, give him the gauge, the way
God ain't to save his bitch ass today
Imma Braveheart I'll be right here
Y'all talk but I smell fear, mothafuckas

I know your type I your kind ya
Quick to back
You be leaving when drama
Quick to down

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

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

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