Luyện nghe bài hát BAD BOY

This is L. Penny-Feather, and I am here in the heart of Times Square, New York City, and it is just bitch-assness rampant everywhere I look. Up, down, and all around. I just seen about a dozen people walk by me that just had so bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous

Popcorn and sodas are available by concessions stands outside. Get popcorn.

this kid, just really do that shit
Smoke!
Talk to this motherfucker right
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke, Smoke,
Yeah!

Someone might'a lit a inside the soul of me
shots just graze me, I'm standing, ain't put a hole in me
I answer to no one, nobody can get of me
MGK please stop trolling me, get me
You wanna be me, you're mad you're not as big as me
I'm everywhere, I'm your nightmare, you get rid of me
Call a Uber, turn on the radio, mad hearing me
"Him & I's" on, mad you're listening to sing to me
Can't fuck with with so much negative energy
A pillar in this game bruh, I'll be here infinity
Ask myself why am I entertaining a
You're so below my class, reaching, you're not offending me
I headline arenas, and all of my go platinum
You never seen a plaque and your last shit did thousand
It's not a competition, I'd hurt you if I start
Irrelevant in culture, no one gives a about him
You got both of my numbers, all this time, you called the boy
I'm headlining, heard you opening up for Out Boy
Don't play my name, you fucker, I said it's not a toy
her again, I'll smack you, I'm not a boy
Opened up my savage, usually I don't do this
I don't got too time, let's be honest, and let's get to this shit
Your joint was six years ago
a miracle that Flex found you worth it enough to even hear you flow
But I guess you both might have in common, though
You got your spot from you, you're mad about it so
Yeah, why it might sting, but I'm the fucking hive
Breakfast at 105, it's keeping New York's shit alive
We did like 30 shows out in Europe
You me, but you never spoke, you never tried to square up
that night in Finland, I said we got shit to clear up
You got sentimental and you almost to tear up
You me how you fucked with me, and you ain't have no problems
I said it's all love, whatever we forgot it (Fuckin' punk)
And then you flip-floppin' all year, talkin' me
You talked behind my back, this time you never called me (Be a man, motherfucker)
So why you extra tough? Keep it lit, it's just a bluff
Why's it me and not you that's sittin' ringside to Puff?
I ain't want to this up, but respect to the OG
But don't ever cross the line again, fuck, you don't me
Honestly, what's up with you? behavior is nothing new
Jealous, actin' petty, I make you uncomfortable
Bad Boy treats you a family you're adopted to
You're signed to him, tell me why doesn't Puff with you
Numbers don't lie, I don't either, hear your bullshit through the
You are such a fucking joke, I ain't want to do this
You hate yourself, I don't understand your issue
Ironic this what's happening the night that Eminem you
Fuck you,