Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Sevilles, Coupe De Villes
Brain rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, your tooth and nails
Try to it, try to deny it

Stupid you will feel, what I do, I do at
from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death bed
F that yeah super Ill

Baby, the deal, we can chill
half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power
You know the drill

How you bags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers eve
got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit
'Cause it's God damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a more compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

These other cats ain't metaphorically I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and
Settle ya fuckin ass I'm ready for combat, man
Get it calm

Nah, nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
are like mum's cat scans
Cause they dope bananas, honey I applaud that ass
Swear to God man these moms can't dance, ma 'em how it's done
Spazz a goddamn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

But I back down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey Parkinsons
like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha you'll never guess who's knocking at your door
hit the floors

Yeah, ladies, you gon get divorced
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you with
Chris's like you pissed him off
Talented with the muthfucker

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' stores
Makin' cash shit their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of
on your kitchen floor

Other words I'm off the meat rack, bring the beat
Bring me two extension
I'mma my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more
Fuck, my dick's big,

Need I remind you I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're I'm dope
I'm the needle around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks
Your just small boats pricks

you think that other pricks hot
I'll gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit and let 'em get hot

Better call the cops on 'em quick
Shady's right back on your ass
trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can in your yard
You can all the cards

But I won't down, oh, no
I won't down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup he burps and smokes purp?
Does a search gets circles wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind
Of the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of girl I can take a liking to

I'm spiking you like a football
Been this way since I've stood a tall
Your'e a catch with a shitty spouse
mouth and a good jaw

Gimme brain
the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, me back up
Are you insane tryna talk me in the car

the fuck up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of
What's the saying? Where there's thunder there's
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same
how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations on separate ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
That I've to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road the pyschopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash

So hit the dance floor,
I do my duty on this microphone
Shake booty shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can in your yard
You can pull all the

But I won't down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no