Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

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

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

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

Bitch bad, good
better, they misunderstood
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)

Disclaimer, rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a lesson
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really mess with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's clever
'Cause, while I was rappin' they was growin' up
Nobody stepped in to ever 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in little world
The little boy meets one of little girls
And he she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he wanna fuck her
He she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress 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 nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't your part
But still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a entendre

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

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