Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De
dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

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

Baby, the deal, we can chill
Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the
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 mass appeal, baby, crank the
'Cause it's your God jam
You say that you want your a little more compact
Well, shawty, I'm man

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

Nah, ain't nobody whose as and as nuts
Lines are 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 like a goddamn Tas,

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

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

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

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

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor
Makin' cash registers their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an slab of beef
Laying on kitchen floor

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

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

Girl you think that other hot
drink 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 bitch ass
White trash with a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer attached to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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 burps and purp?
a word search gets circles wrapped around it like
You do I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of what the I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can a liking to

Psych I'm you like a football
Been this way since stood a foot tall
a good catch with a shitty spouse
Pretty and a good jaw

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

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

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

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

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

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