Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy

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

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

Papa him say the man, him too arty-farty
My mum she say the man, him too lardy-dardy
Boys from town, them got some temper too fiery
smoking too much ganja and feeling too irie
You must be careful if by chance you buck the itie
Run go tell your friend and don't look in the eye
The man him fool you with him heritage and self pride
Just around and tell him "goon and catch the ride"

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