Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Back Down

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can in your yard
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, your tooth and nails
Try to it, try to deny it

Stupid you will feel, I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy to kill
a breath 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 toes off and on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't me you to my power tool
You the fucking drill

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

These other cats ain't 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 whose as 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 it's
Spazz a goddamn Tas, yeah

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

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

Girl, shake that ass a donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch a
Betcha that you'll guess who's knocking at your door
People hit the

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

You ain't gotta in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor
Makin' cash registers shit draws
Think you spit the raw, I'm an uncut of beef
Laying on your floor

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

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

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

Better call the cops on 'em quick
Shady's right back on bitch ass
White trash half a six pack in his hatchback
hitched attached to the back
(Dispatch)

You can the alarm
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

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 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 girl I can take a liking to

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

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

the fuck up while my shits playin'
I'ma shit on the underwear of life
What's the Where there's thunder there's lightening
And they say that it never twice in the same place
Then how the have I been hit six times
In different locations on four 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 wouldn't have me thinking

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

You can sound the
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