Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

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

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

Cadillac Sevilles, De Villes
Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid
Girl, I'm too for real, your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to 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
Screaming F that yeah Ill

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

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

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

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

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

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

Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with
like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a sketch
Betcha that never guess who's knocking at your door
hit the floors

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

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

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

Need I remind you that I need the fucking swine flu
To be a pig, you're addicted I'm dope
I'm the needle around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot, get it nuts
Your just boats little pricks

Girl you that 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
Shady's right back on bitch ass
White trash with half a six pack in his
Trailer hitched attached to the
(Dispatch)

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 won't down, oh, no

Bitch, am I the reason that boyfriend stopped rapping
a bird chirp?
Does Lil Wayne slurps syrup 'til he burps and purp?
Does a word gets circles wrapped around it like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to yourself
Of what the fuck I can do I'm on the mic
Or the kind of girl that I can take a liking to

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

Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, want 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 while my playin'
I'ma stain on the underwear of life
What's the saying? Where there's thunder there's
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the have I been hit six times
In three different on four separate ocassions?

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

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

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

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