Luyện nghe bài hát Bad,bad Man

john (bad bad man)

Aww, you did it now
Chaos you put this one in the vault man!
not ready - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL READY FOR NONE OF THIS!

Your a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm alone
I fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't help but nod head to the track
Fuck the down rap, we be takin it back
it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no it
Cause you, playin the and you plannin to fold
the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets your favorite sneaker
Breakin up sound like a drive-through speaker
that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna your plan
And don't with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN

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

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

TURN UP THE and see me I'm a beast
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the
My are sicker than gangrene in both feet
It's spreadin up the leg, and for the head
Your are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion
is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm with mics
My hands'll your nose like Mikey Tyson
in his prime, one rhyme
And I shake up the one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your is a coat type raw
And the blood and they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks, on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a
I solve you, 357 long nose you
Acid in your face, bad look, you
I'm a bad, bad man

Yeah, it out
It's Bumpy Knuckles
And I want you to say to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!