Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

But I won't 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 it, try to deny it

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

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

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

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

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

You can sound the
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

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

Girl, shake ass like a donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a
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 like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' stores
cash registers shit their 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 extension
I'mma measure my dick, shit, I 6 inches more
Fuck, my dick's big,

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 around
a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks nuts
Your just small little pricks

Girl you think 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 right back on bitch ass
trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back
(Dispatch)

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

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

Bitch, am I the reason that your stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup 'til he 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 the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of that I can take a liking to

Psych I'm spiking you a football
Been way since I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a good with a shitty spouse
Pretty mouth and a jaw

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, don't no cum stain
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
Slut I'm talking to you, turn me up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car

the fuck 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 that it never strikes twice in the place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three different on four separate ocassions?

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

So hit the floor, cutie
While I do my on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty I'm the
Why you think Proof used to call me

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

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