Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

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

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't matter if they have parental clearance
They the internet better than their parents
Now the internet, the content's probably uncensored
They're young, so malleable and probably unmentored
A combination, maybe with no relevance
Until intelligence meets their favourite 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 they less concerned him
And with the video girl acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty,
check, I'm not trippin'
They see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch

Bitch bad, good
Lady better, they
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)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not "bitch" as a lesson
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really mess your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' was growin' up fast
stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in little world
The little boy one of those little girls
And he she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He disrespectfully, she thinks of that 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 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 caught in a reality, she caught in an
Bad mean to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play part
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

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

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