Luyện nghe bài hát B*tch Bad

Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, good, lady better
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

Now imagine there's a shorty, five maybe four
'round with his mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from being
Doesn't know the difference right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to make it too
But let's just say has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these
His mama along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
that's far above average"
And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and
And baby carriage and other things that it
Couple of things are happenin'
First he's the word "bitch" with his mama comma
And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of
And mental health, he may respect for dishonor

bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm killin' these bitches) Uh, 'em
bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
They (I'm killin' these bitches)

Yeah, now imagine a of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have clearance
understand the internet better than their parents
Now the internet, the content's probably uncensored
young, so they're malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets favorite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad
That's all I want and all I in life is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Now let's say they less concerned with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his
Ah, the thickens
heels, long hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not
They see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch

Bitch bad, woman
Lady better, misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm these bitches)
Bitch bad, woman
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm killin' bitches)

Disclaimer, rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a lesson
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and really with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in little world
The little boy meets one of little girls
And he thinks she a bad and she thinks she a bad bitch
He disrespectfully, she thinks of that sexually
She got the idea, he don't wanna fuck her
He think bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress like
Just like that, you see the fruit of the
He in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play your
But still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

Bitch bad, good
Lady better, they
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm these bitches)
bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm killin' bitches)

Bitch bad, woman good, lady
misunderstood
You're misunderstood (I'm killin' bitches)
Bitch bad, good, lady better
Greatest mother hood (I'm these bitches)