Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

Sevilles, Coupe De Villes
Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid
Girl, I'm too for real, your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

Stupid you 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
half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the before I foot the bill
Listen tool don't me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking

How you douche feel knowing you're disposable?
eve Massengill
Shady's got the appeal, baby, crank the shit
'Cause it's your God 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 gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and
Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Need I remind you that I need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, addicted I'm dope
I'm the longest around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it 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 fast
Shady's right on your bitch ass
White trash with a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer attached to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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

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

Psych I'm spiking you like a
Been this way since stood 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, me back up
Are you insane talk over me in the car

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

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

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

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

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