Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can the alarm
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

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

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

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

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

These other cats ain't 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 whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mum's cat
they fucking dope bananas, honey I applaud that ass
Swear to God man these moms can't dance, ma show 'em how done
Spazz like a goddamn Tas,

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

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

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

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

You ain't lick in yours
Hittin' like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' registers shit their draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an slab of beef
Laying on kitchen floor

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch, am I the reason that your stopped rapping
a bird chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup 'til he burps and purp?
Does a word search gets wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd you to remind yourself
Of what the 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 like a
Been this way since I've stood a foot
Your'e a good with a shitty spouse
Pretty mouth and a jaw

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum
Bitch, you listening 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'
shit stain on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where there's there's lightening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three different locations on four ocassions?

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

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

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

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