Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

You can the alarm
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, tonight ladies, you gon get
Girl, remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue

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

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

Need I remind you that I don't the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, addicted 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
I sit back and let 'em get hot

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

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

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

Bitch, am I the reason that your stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps 'til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word 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 the kind of girl that I can take a liking to

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

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

Shut the fuck up while my playin'
shit stain on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where 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 on four separate ocassions?

And you can bet stanking ass
That I've come to everything in my path
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 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 your
You can pull all the

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