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

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

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

How you douche bags feel knowing you're
eve Massengill
Shady's got the 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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, ladies, you gon get divorced
Girl, remorse, I'ma hit you broads with
paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue

You ain't gotta lick in
Hittin' like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit their
Think you the raw, I'm an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen

Other words I'm off the meat rack, the beat back
Bring me two extension
I'mma measure my dick, shit, I need 6 inches
Fuck, my dick's big,

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

Girl you think that pricks hot
I'll drink and eat a lit match
I sit back and let 'em get hot

Better call the cops on 'em quick
Shady's right 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 in your yard
You can pull all the

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

Bitch, am I the reason your boyfriend stopped rapping
a bird chirp?
Does Lil Wayne syrup 'til he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search circles wrapped around it like
You do I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of the fuck I can do when 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 a foot tall
a good catch with a shitty spouse
Pretty and a good jaw

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

Shut the fuck up my shits playin'
I'ma shit stain on the underwear of
the saying? Where there's thunder there's lightening
And they say it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six
In three locations on four separate ocassions?

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

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

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards

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