Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, De Villes
Brain dead rims, yeah, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose tooth and nails
Try to it, try to deny it

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

Baby, what the deal, we can
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
garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill

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

These cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce a Valium and said
ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in yard
You can all the cards

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

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

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

You ain't lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit draws
you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen

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

I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a pig, you're addicted I'm dope
I'm the longest around here
a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little

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

Better call the on 'em quick fast
Shady's right back on bitch ass
White trash half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer attached to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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

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

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

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

Shut the fuck up while my shits
I'ma shit stain on the of life
the saying? Where there's thunder there's lightening
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six
In three different locations on four ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
That I've come to everything in my path
was in the road took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't me thinking rash

So hit the floor, cutie
While I do my duty on microphone
your booty shawty I'm the shit
Why you Proof used to call me Doodi

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

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