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 back down, oh, no

Cadillac Sevilles, De Villes
dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your tooth and
Try to fight it, try to it

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

Baby, the deal, we can chill
Split half a and a happy 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 introduce you to my power
You the fucking drill

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

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

Nah, nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are mum's cat scans
they fucking dope bananas, honey I applaud that ass
Swear to God man moms can't dance, ma show 'em how it's done
Spazz like a 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 won't down, oh, no

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

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

You gotta lick in yours
Hittin' like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit draws
Think you the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef
on your 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 you that I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're I'm dope
I'm the longest around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it nuts
Your just small boats pricks

Girl you that other pricks hot
I'll gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit and let 'em get hot

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

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

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

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

Gimme good
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening 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 stain on the of life
What's the saying? Where there's thunder there's
And they say that it never strikes in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six
In different locations on four separate ocassions?

And you can bet your ass
I've come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the took the pyschopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash

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

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

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