Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can the alarm
You can call out your
You can fence in your
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, your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

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

Baby, the deal, we can chill
half 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 me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill

How you douche bags feel knowing you're
eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the
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 Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

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

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 jaws playin' with a a sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess who's at your door
hit the floors

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

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

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

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 longest needle around
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it nuts
Your just small boats little

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 trash with a six pack in his hatchback
hitched attached to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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

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

Gimme good
Watch the wood grain, don't no cum stain
Bitch, you tryna' turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, me back 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
What's the Where there's thunder there's lightening
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three different locations on separate ocassions?

And you can bet your ass
That come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking

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

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

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