Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, De Villes
Brain rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your and nails
Try to it, try to deny it

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

Baby, the deal, we can chill
Split half a pill and a meal, fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill

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

These other cats metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can in your 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 with a etch a sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at door
People hit the

Yeah, ladies, you gon get divorced
Girl, forget remorse, hit you broads with
Chris's like you pissed him off
with the tongue muthfucker

You ain't lick in yours
Hittin' licks I'm robbin' liquor stores
cash registers shit their draws
Think you the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef
on your kitchen floor

Other words I'm off the meat rack, 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 need the swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're I'm dope
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
'Fore I sit and let 'em get hot

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

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

Bitch, am I the reason that your stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search gets wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd you to remind 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 you like a football
Been this way since I've stood a tall
Your'e a good catch a shitty spouse
mouth and a good jaw

Gimme good
Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum
Bitch, you listening tryna' me down
Slut I'm talking to you, me back up
Are you insane talk 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 there's
And they say that it never strikes twice in the place
Then how the fuck I been hit six times
In three different on four separate ocassions?

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

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

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 back down, oh, no