Luyện nghe bài hát Quick To Back Down

boy Nas

Me I'm boy Li'l Jon

Right now we going to about these niggas

That's got a lot of mouth,

But when it's time to do some
(Yeah)
They folding, niggas is folding and shit
Know what I'm talking 'bout, paper
(Yeah)

I your type I know your kind ya
Quick to back
You be leaving when drama
Quick to back
Fucking ass nigga
to back down
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to down

You ya crew ya
Quick to back
Y'all don't none of this ya
Quick to down
And I hate y'all ya
Quick to down
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to back

of all this is Nas I'm a braveheart veteran
And y'all know who I'm better than
know the beef in the hood it'll never end
Never hit the club unless I my Berretta in
The letter N, short for
More drama the President with North Korea
Gettin' wit L'il Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get wires in your

Cowards I despise and my power on risin'
Niggas try to me but they keep recognizin'
Who's the next label bury
CEO's, rappers and A&R's go to the rap
And ya all got but ya scared to use 'em
Six ways to die, nigga choose one
I'm a I'll be right here
Y'all talk shit but I smell fear,

I know your type I know kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving when there's
to back down
Fucking ass nigga
Quick to down
Soft and cornflake ya
to back down

You ya whole ya
Quick to down
don't want none of this ya
Quick to down
And I hate niggas ya
Quick to back
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to down

Ay yo, all these niggas they of the Bravehearts
I'll take a open your face 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 beat
Pop pop your body drop from a shots
you see me in the street, we can handle the beef
If you see me in you know you dead meat

I be fighting and stabbin', and laughin'
My ratchet on top of you bastards
sins in Cincinnati
We'll by in all black Caddy's
A 21 gun
Your last words be "Please jungle shoot"
Pussy, I'll put a between your eyes
And stand and watch your punk ass die

I know your I know your kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving there's drama
Quick to down
fake ass nigga
Quick to back
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to back

You ya whole ya
to back down
Y'all don't none of this ya
to back down
And I y'all niggas ya
Quick to back
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to back

I'm fuckin' wit them,
My is coming we just don't stop
niggas is running I'm just goin' pop
I twist up my gun up and slap your
Li'l Jon down south
My is green motherfucker too late
Since birth I'm cursed, the motherfucker in da state
and time again you niggas back down, laugh now
Fuck ya nigga y'all all fake

The hunt is on, fuck if I'm
Test my dead arm robbery, armed
Might leave him gone him, duff him
Actin' he don't know what's going on
Hang 'em rush 'em, get his clown ass his teammates
And oh he got a 22, him the gauge the brave way
God ain't to save his bitch ass today
Wait, I'm a Braveheart I'll be right
Y'all talk but I smell fear, mothafuckas

I know type I know your kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving when there's
Quick to back
fake ass nigga
Quick to back
Soft and cornflake ya
to back down

You ya whole ya
Quick to back
Y'all don't want of this ya
Quick to down
And I hate y'all ya
Quick to down
Soft and cornflake ya
to back down