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

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

you will feel, what I do, I do at will
Shooting the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my bed
Screaming F that 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 receipt before I foot the
Listen tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You the fucking drill

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

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

Nah, ain't whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mum's cat
Cause they fucking dope bananas, honey I that ass
Swear to God man these moms can't dance, ma show 'em how it's
like a goddamn Tas, yeah

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

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

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

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

You ain't lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm liquor 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 longest needle around
a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks nuts
Your just boats little pricks

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

Better call the on 'em quick fast
right back on your bitch ass
White with half a six pack in his hatchback
hitched attached to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You can the alarm
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