Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

Got a good thing goin' a bad bitch
You know who to when you need it
Wish I had another you, I'm
Sometimes like nigga get greedy
Got I fell in love with a bad bitch
You know that every time you me
though I know how men be talkin'
I know that nigga wanna be me
Came in here and fell in love with a bad
then she ain't have shit
Now she up, she got ass, tits
know where she got that ass at
She hit my heart, a toot, on it
She got a dump truck, I put a on it
Don't mind spendin' this on it
Treat her my whip, I put some shoes on her

Got a truck, put a boot on her
I don't trickin', spendin' loot on her
up in the club, and toot, toot on her
She's a bad bitch, put on her
God damn, fell in love a bad b*tch
Said, "French, me to Paris"
mami from Cali
I said, "Gon' bend it over, let me it"
I said, "Gon' bend it over, it nasty"
Walked up in the club, rollin', Stevie glasses
I lookin' at you niggas, lookin' way past you
Young, fly, G's up, pocket full of
You know to find me, you know when you need me
All my eat, they'll tell you I ain't greedy
I ain't love her, too much to leave her
I ain't goin' public, surely is

Got a good thing goin' a bad bitch
You know who to call you need it
I had another you, I'm greedy
Sometimes that nigga get greedy
Got damn I fell in love a bad bitch
You know that every time you me
Even though I how men be talkin'
I just that nigga wanna be me
Came in here and fell in with a bad b*tch
Back then she ain't shit
Now she grown up, she got ass,
Wanna where she got that ass at
She hit my heart, a toot, on it
She got a dump truck, I put a on it
Don't mind spendin' loot on it
her like my whip, I put some shoes on her

Pull up with my niggas, a move
Red light, green light, no it Gucci
Used to up in the store, couldn't afford that
Now I up in the store, buyin' all that
Drink it to the head, man, nigga woozy
Pull up in the old school, boy I'm on some new
Red to the head, man we all that
And shorty phone answers, she don't call back
And I can see why these hate me
Pull up in a and the watch 80
Pull up to the front but a faded
Got a new and the shit gated
Came from the bottom, watch a nigga out
it to the head, smoke 'til you fall out
Countin' up this money, nigga, keep the locked
All my niggas to this money, no lie