Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

Now imagine there's a shorty, maybe five 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 right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped
About the of women these days
His mama sings along and this what she
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
that's far above average"
And maybe other rhyming words like and savage
And baby carriage and other that match it
of things are happenin' here
First he's the word "bitch" with his mama comma
And she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help
And mental health, he may skew respect for

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

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

Bitch bad, good
Lady better, misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
Bitch bad, good
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 mess with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this world
The little boy meets one of little girls
And he thinks she a bad and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of sexually
She got the wrong idea, he wanna fuck her
He think she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his
Momma dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to like that
Just that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean to her, she really nice and smart
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 she a bitch, what a double entendre

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

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