Luyện nghe bài hát B*tch Bad

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

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

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet better their parents
Now being the internet, the content's uncensored
They're young, so they're malleable and probably
A complicated combination, maybe with no
Until that intelligence their 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 acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the thickens
heels, long hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not
They don't see a paid actress, just what a bad bitch

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and mess with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' they was growin' up
Nobody stepped in to slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little
The boy meets one of those little girls
And he she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that
She got the wrong idea, he wanna fuck her
He she's 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 like that
Just like that, you see the of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an
Bad mean to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play part
But still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

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

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