Luyện nghe bài hát Won’t Back Down

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 won't down, oh, no

Sevilles, Coupe De Villes
Brain dead rims, yeah, wheels
Girl, I'm too for real, your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it

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

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

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

These other cats metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a and said
Settle ya ass down I'm ready for combat, man
Get it Batman?

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

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

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

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

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

You gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' stores
Makin' cash registers their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut slab of
Laying on your floor

Other words I'm off the meat rack, the beat back
me two extension chords
I'mma my dick, shit, I need 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
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it nuts
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 call the cops on 'em fast
Shady's right back on bitch ass
White trash half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
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

Bitch, am I the that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup he burps and smokes purp?
Does a word search circles wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to 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 spiking you a football
Been way since I've stood a foot tall
Your'e a good catch a shitty spouse
Pretty mouth and a jaw

Gimme good
Watch the wood grain, want no cum stain
Bitch, you listening turn me down
Slut I'm to you, turn me back up
Are you insane talk over me in the car

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

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

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

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

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