Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

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

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls through twelve
On the internet watchin' listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they parental clearance
They understand the better than their parents
Now being the internet, the probably uncensored
They're young, so they're malleable and probably
A complicated combination, with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their 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 acquiescent to his
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
better, they misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm these bitches)
Bitch bad, good
better, they misunderstood
(I'm these bitches)

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

Bitch bad, woman
better, they 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)

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