Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De
Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your 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
a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F yeah super Ill

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

How you douche bags knowing you're disposable?
eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the
'Cause it's God damn 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
ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can in your yard
You can pull all the

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

Girl, that ass like a donkey with Parkinsons
Make Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha that never guess 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
with the tongue muthfucker

You gotta lick in yours
licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut of beef
Laying on your floor

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

Need I you that I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm
I'm the longest needle here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it nuts
Your just small boats pricks

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

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

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

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

Bitch, am I the reason your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird
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 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
Been this way since I've a foot tall
Your'e a good with a shitty spouse
mouth and a good jaw

Gimme 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 insane talk over me in the car

Shut the up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit on the underwear 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 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 on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty I'm the
Why you Proof used to call me Doodi

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

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