Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

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

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 fight it, try to it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads
Chris's paws you pissed him off
with the tongue muthfucker

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

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

Need I you that I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're I'm dope
I'm the longest needle 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 drink and eat a lit match
I sit back and let 'em get hot

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

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

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no

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

Psych I'm spiking you a football
Been this way I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a good catch with a spouse
Pretty mouth and a jaw

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

Shut the fuck up my shits playin'
I'ma shit on the underwear of life
What's the saying? there's thunder there's lightening
And they say that it never twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three different locations on four separate

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

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

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

But I back down, oh, no
I back down, oh, no