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 I look. Up, down, and all around. I just seen about a dozen people walk by me that just had so much bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous

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

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

Someone might'a lit a fire the soul of me
Your just graze me, I'm standing, ain't put a hole in me
I answer to no one, nobody can get of me
MGK stop trolling me, get over me
You wanna be me, mad that you're not as big as me
I'm everywhere, I'm your nightmare, you get rid of me
a Uber, turn on the radio, mad you're hearing me
"Him & I's" on, mad you're listening to sing to me
Can't with nobody with so much negative energy
A pillar in this game bruh, I'll be here infinity
Ask why am I entertaining a mini-me?
You're so below my class, you're reaching, you're not me
I headline arenas, and all of my go platinum
You never a plaque and your last shit did thirty thousand
not a competition, I'd hurt you if I start braggin'
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 with my name, you fucker, I said it's not a toy
Disrespect her again, smack you, I'm not a boy
up my savage, usually I don't do this shit
I don't got too time, let's be honest, and let's get to this shit
Your last joint was six ago
It's a miracle that found you worth it enough to even hear you flow
But I guess you might have something in common, though
You got your tooken from you, you're mad about it so
Yeah, that's why it sting, but I'm the fucking hive
Club at 105, it's keeping New York's shit alive
We did like 30 shows together out in
You mugged me, but you never spoke, you never tried to up
Until that night in Finland, I we got shit to clear up
You got sentimental and you almost to tear up
You told me how you fucked with me, and you ain't 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 whole time you called me (Be a man, motherfucker)
So why you actin' extra Keep it lit, it's just a bluff
Why's it me and not you that's sittin' ringside next to
I want to bring this up, but respect to the OG
But don't ever cross the again, fuck, you don't know me
Honestly, what's up you? This behavior is nothing new
Jealous, actin' petty, I make you uncomfortable
Bad Boy treats you like a you're adopted to
You're to him, tell me why doesn't Puff fuck with you
Numbers don't lie, I don't either, your bullshit through the speaker
You are such a joke, I ain't want to do this ether
You must hate yourself, I understand your issue
this what's happening the night that Eminem dissed you
Fuck you,