Luyện nghe bài hát Quick to Back Down

Yeah,
Yeah, boy Nas
Yeah, me I'm boy Lil Jon
Yeah, now we going to talk about these niggas

Yeah, got a lot of mouth, what
Yeah, but it's time to do some shit
Yeah, they folding, niggas is folding and shit
Know what I'm 'bout, like paper, yeah

I know your I know your kind ya
Quick to down
You be when there's drama
Quick to back

Fucking ass nigga
Quick to down
Soft and nigga ya
to back down

You ya crew ya
to back down
Y'all want none of this ya
Quick to down

And I hate y'all ya
to back down
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to back

of all this is Nas I'ma Braveheart veteran
And y'all already know who I'm than
Y'all know the in the hood it'll never end
Never hit the club unless, I get's my in

The letter N, short for
drama than the President with North Korea
Gettin' Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the
Fuck around and you get wires in your

Cowards I despise and my power on risin'
Niggas try to hate me but they recognizin'
Who's the next I'ma bury
CEO's, rappers and A and R's go to the rap

And ya all got but ya scared to use 'em
Six million ways to die, choose one
I'm a Braveheart, I'll be right
Y'all talk but I smell fear, motherfucker

I know type I know your kind ya
to back down
You be when there's drama
to back down

Fucking ass nigga
to back down
Soft and cornflake ya
to back down

You ya whole ya
Quick to back
Y'all don't none of this ya
Quick to down

And I y'all niggas ya
Quick to back
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to back

Ay yo, all niggas, they afraid of the Bravehearts
I'll take a razor open your up
I tried to tell niggas, we don't play
I run up on you broad day a A-K

Cornball I can make your heart beat
Pop pop your drop from a couple shots
When you see me in the street, we can the beef
If you see me in jail, you you dead meat

I be fighting and stabbin', and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you
sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black

A 21 gun
Your last words be, please don't shoot
Pussy, I'll put a slug between eyes
And stand and watch your punk ass die

I know your type I know kind ya
Quick to back
You be leaving when there's
Quick to down

fake ass nigga
Quick to down
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to back

You ya whole ya
to back down
Y'all don't want of this ya
Quick to back

And I hate niggas ya
Quick to back
Soft and nigga ya
to back down

I'm fuckin' wit' them,
My niggas is coming we just stop
Y'all niggas is running I'm goin pop
I up my gun up and slap your mouth

With Lil John south
My religion is motherfucker too late
Since birth, I'm cursed, the motherfucka in da state
and time again you niggas back down, laugh now

Fuck ya nigga, y'all all fake
The hunt is on, if I'm wrong, test my dead arm
Robbery, heavily armed, leave him gone
him duff him, actin' like he don't know what's going on

Hang em', rush em' get his clown ass his teammates
And oh he got a 22, give him the gauge, the way
God ain't to save his bitch ass today
Wait Imma Braveheart I'll be right
Y'all talk but I smell fear, mothafuckas

I know your type I know kind ya
to back down
You be leaving when there's
Quick to back

fake ass nigga
Quick to back
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to down

You ya whole ya
Quick to back
Y'all want none of this ya
to back down

And I hate niggas ya
Quick to down
Soft and cornflake ya
Quick to down