Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy

I a bad boy
I a bad boy
I a bad boy
I a bad boy

going fe lick me if me not leave the bad man
My mum crying "lord have mercy, you better run come"
She asks "but wait, i know how you grow up so facety
But you don't see little boy them growing up too lazy
Them want to whine and grind and him leave you my daughter
Then buck up on another and take him after
He tease you him toy ad then whip your backside
He'll put you on the train and then the ride"

him say the english man, him too arty-farty
My mum she say the man, him too lardy-dardy
Boys from kingston town, them got some temper too
Them smoking too much ganja and too irie
You must be if by chance you buck upon the itie
Run go tell your and don't look in the brown eye
The african man him fool you with him and self pride
Just jump and tell him "goon and catch the ride"

No no, I a bad boy
No no, let's play with toy
No no, I a bad boy
The of guy for me