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 bitch-assness in them, it was

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

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

Someone might'a lit a fire inside the of me
Your shots 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
a Uber, turn on the radio, mad you're hearing me
"Him & I's" on, mad you're listening to Halsey to me
Can't fuck with nobody with so much energy
A in this game bruh, I'll be here until infinity
Ask why am I entertaining a mini-me?
You're so my class, you're reaching, you're not offending me
I arenas, and all of my shits go platinum
You never seen a plaque and your 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 time, you never called the boy
I'm headlining, heard you opening up for Out Boy
play with my name, you fucker, I said it's not a toy
Disrespect her again, I'll you, I'm not a boy
Opened up my savage, usually I don't do shit
I don't got too much time, let's be honest, and let's get to this
Your last joint was six ago
It's a miracle that Flex you worth it enough to even hear you flow
But I guess you both might have something in common,
You got your spot tooken 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 start to tear up
You me how you fucked with me, and you ain't have no problems
I said all love, whatever happened we forgot it (Fuckin' punk)
And then you flip-floppin' all year, 'bout me
You talked behind my back, this whole time you called me (Be a man, motherfucker)
So why you actin' extra tough? Keep it lit, just a bluff
Why's it me and not you that's ringside next to Puff?
I ain't want to bring up, but respect to the OG
But don't cross the line again, fuck, you don't know me
Honestly, what's up you? This behavior is nothing new
Jealous, actin' petty, guess I you uncomfortable
Bad Boy you like a family you're adopted to
You're signed to him, me why doesn't Puff fuck with you
Numbers don't lie, I don't either, hear your through the speaker
You are such a fucking joke, I ain't want to do this
You must hate yourself, I understand your issue
Ironic this what's happening the that Eminem dissed you
you, bitch