Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

Now imagine 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 to make it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped
About the perception of women days
His mama sings along and this she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
Something that's far average"
And maybe other rhyming like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and other things match it
Couple of are happenin' here
First he's relatin' the "bitch" with his mama comma
And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important of help
And health, he may skew respect for dishonour

Bitch bad, woman
Lady better, they
(I'm killin' these bitches) Uh, 'em
bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
misunderstood (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 parental clearance
They understand the better than their parents
Now being the internet, the content's probably
They're young, so malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe no relevance
Until that intelligence meets 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 less concerned with him
And more with the video acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty,
check, I'm not trippin'
They don't see a paid actress, just makes a bad bitch

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a weapon
To set in your and really mess with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
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 disrespectfully, she thinks 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 that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress like
Just 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, bitch don't play your
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

bad, woman good
Lady better, 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 these bitches)

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