Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De
Brain dead rims, yeah, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your tooth and
Try to it, try to deny it

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

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

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

These other cats ain't where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a and said
ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

You can the alarm
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

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 never guess who's knocking at your
hit the floors

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

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' 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
I'mma my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more
Fuck, my dick's big,

Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking 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 little

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

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

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

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

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

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

the fuck up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where thunder there's lightening
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three different on four separate ocassions?

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

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

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

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