Luyện nghe bài hát Bad,bad Man

john (bad bad man)

Aww, you did it now
Chaos you shoulda put one in the vault man!
They not - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em here
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR OF THIS!

boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin
I flip fools like them clamshell phones
You can't help but nod your head to the
Fuck the down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - no chasin it
Check in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on
We all over the streets like your favorite
up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything that I be spittin is
After I rock, fast forward through the of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin plan
And don't fuck with Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN

With the mic in my I'm a bad man
Even in a fight the hands I'm a bad man
Livin in the streets all my I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man

We devils - ambient levels
We set loose among hot tunes to
And cats got one-liners, I drop
And I it's funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all
I rip rappers and responsibility
for future hall-of-famers look third rate
Y'all are lost for like conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, creep through streets
notepads that's where rhymes leak
Punchlines - man, don't beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all your leg
You a rhyme writer - man, that's a joke
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man a quote
I flood tracks like cracks in
And pussy rappers choked up with own lines in they throat

TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both
It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the
Your rhymes are whack style is proof that the brain corrosion
is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice mics
My hands'll break your nose like Mikey
in his prime, one rhyme
And I shake up the one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a type raw
And the blood and snot they mix, on the floor
My is cop them bricks, belly on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really a problem
I solve you, 357 nose revolve you
Acid in your face, bad look, you
I'm a bad, bad man

Yeah, it out
Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!