Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

Sevilles, Coupe De Villes
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, boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah 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 I foot the bill
Listen garden tool me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Need I you that I don't need the fucking swine flu
To be a sick pig, you're addicted I'm
I'm the longest needle around
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it dicks
Your just small little pricks

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

Better the cops on 'em quick fast
right 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 call out your
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 that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup 'til he burps and smokes
Does a search gets circles wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd you to remind yourself
Of the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of that I can take a liking to

I'm spiking you like a football
Been this way I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a catch with a shitty spouse
Pretty mouth and a jaw

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

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

And you can bet your ass
That come to smash everything in my path
was in the road took the pyschopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me rash

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

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can fence in yard
You can pull all the

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