Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

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

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they parental clearance
They the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the content's uncensored
They're young, so they're and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their 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 that less concerned with him
And more with the video girl to his whims
Ah, the plot
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
Lady better, misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
bad, woman good
Lady better, they
(I'm killin' bitches)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really mess with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to slow 'em up, gasp
enough, in this little world
The boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't fuck her
He think she's bad at a bitch, like his mother
Momma never dressed like that, out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, like that, all out to impress like that
like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and
But bad mean bad to him, don't play your part
But still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

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

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