Luyện nghe bài hát Quick To Back Down

boy Nas

Me I'm your boy Jon

Right now we to talk about these niggas

That's got a lot of mouth,

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

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

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

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

Cowards I despise and my keeps on risin'
Niggas try to hate me but keep recognizin'
Who's the next label I'ma
CEO's, rappers and go to the rap cemetery
And ya all got guns but ya to use 'em
Six ways to die, nigga choose one
I'm a Braveheart be right here
Y'all talk shit but I fear, motherfucker

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

You ya crew ya
to back down
Y'all don't want none of ya
Quick to back
And I hate niggas ya
to back down
Soft and cornflake ya
Quick to down

Ay yo, all these niggas afraid of the Bravehearts
I'll take a razor open your up
I tried to tell these we don't play
I run up on you broad day a A.K
Cornball I can make your heart stop
Pop pop body drop from 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 fighting and stabbin', and laughin'
My ratchet blast on top of you
sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all Caddy's
A 21 gun
Your last words be "Please jungle shoot"
Pussy, put a slug between your eyes
And stand and watch your punk ass die

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

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

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

The is on, fuck if I'm wrong
Test my arm robbery, heavily armed
Might him gone bang him, duff him
like he don't know what's going on
Hang 'em rush 'em, get his clown ass his wrong
And oh he got a 22, give him the gauge the way
God ain't going to his bitch ass today
Wait, I'm a Braveheart I'll be right
talk shit but I smell fear, mothafuckas

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