Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
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, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

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

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

How you douche bags feel you're disposable?
Summers eve
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the
'Cause your God damn jam
You say that you your punchlines 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 fuckin ass I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

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

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

Girl, shake that ass like a with Parkinsons
like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha that you'll 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 like you him off
with the tongue muthfucker

You gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks 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 meat rack, bring the beat
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 need the fucking flu
To be a pig, you're addicted 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 think that pricks hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit
I sit back and let 'em get hot

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

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

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

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

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

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you tryna' turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, me back up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car

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

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

So hit the floor, cutie
While I do my on this microphone
Shake your shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to 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 won't down, oh, no