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 much in them, it was ridiculous

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

Does this kid, really do that shit
Smoke!
to this motherfucker right here
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke, Smoke,
Yeah!

Someone might'a lit a inside the soul of me
Your shots just 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 be me, you're mad that you're not as big as me
I'm everywhere, I'm nightmare, you can't get rid of me
a Uber, turn on the radio, mad you're hearing me
"Him & I's" on, mad listening to Halsey sing to me
Can't fuck with nobody with so much negative
A pillar in game bruh, I'll be here until infinity
Ask myself why am I a mini-me?
You're so below my class, you're reaching, you're not me
I arenas, and all of my shits go platinum
You never seen a plaque and your last did thirty thousand
It's not a competition, I'd you if I start braggin'
in culture, no one gives a fuck about him
You got of my numbers, all this time, you never called the boy
I'm headlining, heard you opening up for Out Boy
Don't play with my name, you fucker, I it's not a toy
her again, I'll smack you, I'm not a boy
Opened up my savage, I don't do this shit
I don't got too much time, be honest, and let's get to this shit
Your last was six years ago
It's a miracle that Flex found you worth it enough to even you flow
But I guess you both have something in common, though
You got your spot tooken you, you're mad about it so
Yeah, why it might sting, but I'm the fucking hive
Club at 105, it's keeping New York's shit alive
We did like 30 shows out in Europe
You mugged me, but you never spoke, you tried to square up
Until that in Finland, I said we got shit to clear up
You got sentimental and you start to tear up
You told me how you fucked with me, and you ain't have no
I said it's all love, whatever happened we it (Fuckin' punk)
And then you flip-floppin' all year, 'bout me
You behind my back, this whole time you never called me (Be a man, motherfucker)
So why you actin' extra tough? Keep it lit, it's a bluff
Why's it me and not you that's sittin' ringside to Puff?
I ain't want to bring up, but respect to the OG
But don't ever cross the line again, fuck, you don't me
Honestly, up with you? This behavior is nothing new
Jealous, petty, guess 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 the speaker
You are such a fucking joke, I want to do this ether
You must hate yourself, I don't understand issue
this what's happening the night that Eminem dissed you
Fuck you,