Luyện nghe bài hát Quick to Back Down

Yeah,
Yeah, boy Nas
Yeah, me I'm boy Lil Jon
Yeah, right now we going to about these niggas

Yeah, got a lot of mouth, what
Yeah, but when time to do some shit
Yeah, they folding, these niggas is and shit
what I'm talking 'bout, like paper, yeah

I know your I know your kind ya
to back down
You be when there's drama
to back down

Fucking fake ass
Quick to back
Soft and cornflake ya
Quick to back

You ya crew ya
to back down
Y'all want none of this ya
to back down

And I hate y'all ya
Quick to down
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to down

of all this is Nas I'ma Braveheart veteran
And y'all already know who I'm better
Y'all know the beef in the hood it'll end
Never hit the unless, I get's my Beretta in

The letter N, for Nasir
More drama than the President with North
Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get in your mouth

I despise and my power keeps on risin'
Niggas try to me but they keep recognizin'
the next label I'ma bury
CEO's, and A and R's go to the rap cemetery

And ya all got but ya scared to use 'em
Six million ways to die, choose one
I'm a Braveheart, be right here
Y'all talk shit but I fear, motherfucker

I know your type I know your ya
to back down
You be when there's drama
to back down

Fucking ass nigga
Quick to back
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to down

You ya whole ya
Quick to back
Y'all want none of this ya
Quick to down

And I y'all niggas ya
to back down
Soft and cornflake ya
to back down

Ay yo, all niggas, they afraid of the Bravehearts
take a razor open your face up
I tried to tell these niggas, we play
I run up on you broad day a A-K

Cornball I can make your heart stop
Pop pop your body from a couple shots
you see me in the street, we can handle the beef
If you see me in jail, you know you dead

I be fighting and stabbin', shooting and
My blast on top of you bastards
sins in Cincinnati
We'll by in all black Caddy's

A 21 gun
Your last words be, Jungle don't shoot
Pussy, put a slug between your eyes
And stand there and watch your ass die

I know your I know your kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving when there's
to back down

Fucking ass nigga
Quick to back
and cornflake nigga ya
Quick to down

You ya whole ya
Quick to down
Y'all want none of this ya
Quick to back

And I hate niggas ya
Quick to back
Soft and nigga ya
to back down

I'm fuckin' wit' them,
My niggas is coming we just don't
Y'all is running I'm just goin pop
I twist up my gun up and slap your

With Lil John south
My religion is green motherfucker too
Since birth, I'm cursed, the motherfucka in da state
Time and time again you niggas down, laugh now

ya numbers nigga, y'all all fake
The hunt is on, fuck if I'm wrong, test my arm
Robbery, armed, might leave him gone
Bang him duff him, like he don't know what's going on

Hang em', rush em' get his ass his teammates wrong
And oh he got a 22, him the gauge, the brave way
God ain't going to his bitch ass today
Wait Imma Braveheart I'll be right
talk shit but I smell fear, mothafuckas

I know your type I know kind ya
Quick to down
You be leaving when there's
Quick to back

fake ass nigga
Quick to back
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to back

You ya crew ya
Quick to back
don't want none of this ya
Quick to down

And I hate y'all ya
to back down
Soft and nigga ya
Quick to down