Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, De Villes
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, boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death 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 step on the receipt I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't me you to my power tool
You know the drill

How you douche bags feel knowing disposable?
eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the
'Cause it's God damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more
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 I'm ready for combat, man
Get it calm

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

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

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

Girl, shake that ass a donkey with Parkinsons
Make Michael 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 with
Chris's paws you pissed him off
Talented the tongue muthfucker

You ain't gotta in yours
licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen

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

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

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

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

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 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 I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of what the I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of that I can take a liking to

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

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

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

And you can bet stanking ass
That come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road the pyschopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash

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

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

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