Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy This, Bad Boy That

Bad Boy,
We the standin' check the records
Check the
Da Band, the generation of bad motherfucker, come on

Yo, I'm back and I'm 'em hard
Tits sag, I don't need no push-up bra
Bitch you mad, got a brand new car
Drop top in the hood, I'm the ghetto
Breathe, pop and roll up weed
Bab's strong arm bitches, I'm Hercules
You got a problem, see the girl, I'll solve'em
Big belly we starve 'em

Niggas in the hood, we rob 'em, whenever they
Better tuck in ya chain bitch and on walkin'
You a thug, why you keep on talkin', get it crackin'
Get a bitch stomped out in the club, I make it
I got this, Diddy let me out
Hot chick, spit when I open my mouth

All I hear is Bad Boy and Bad Boy that
(My year, now so you betta leave)
This Bad Boy will you down, wit a baseball bat
(Me and my people comin' and we six deep)

I'ma changed man, since I made the
Nobody, gave a damn, no one gave a
man, made the band, wave ya hands
Rocks in the watch, I think I'm to blaze the band
Elliot Ness, you I'm here to save the land
try to lie and say the liquor is what made you ran
Go somewhere, and be a man, a janitor
Dog blame me, blame ya manager

Keep ya hands out my nigga
Franchise I play for the Rockets nigga
'Who Shot Ya', 'Biggie Smalls', ya nigga
'Ready to Die', 'All Eyes' on the nigga
You stocky, I put somethin' in ya biceps
I can't help it, I'm a nigga, silence

All I is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
(But you fuckin' wit the nigga)
This Bad Boy will you down wit a baseball bat
(That chain, fugazy, you stylin' nigga)

There he go, out the G5 Wagon
G-coated, Ree's, Baud's and swaggin'
game on ya bitch, ya boy's a pimp
I a bitch wit no type of common sense, that about it
If you bout it throw it up
Got that fire and you ready to it, then tote it up
Now that's gangsta, don't me spank ya
You, run in that water now ya is in danger

wit the underworld, that keep bangers
Niggas be off that frail, them beef bringers
Picture a nigga tryin' to me
It won't happen, I won't let you worry me
I'ma stay thugged out they bury me
they do, I can't wait to see Barry B

All I is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
(I'ma Dirty South from the dirty streets)
Bad Boy will beat you down wit a bat because
(Get crunk, get buck, get the off ya feet)

believe these dudes ain't never kill nuthin'
I'm Fred, you want him dead, put some in his coffin
Lord forgive me, but these niggaz is wit the boss man
You don't wanna get in the trunk, you tossed in
I'm the type you squeeze tight, and you bring your
Man that's y'all man

Man I got it all planned, fathered the game
I'm 'Bad', but not a 'Boy', I got a of his name
And homie, I see you slippin', it's off wit ya chain
Yo head, harder than wood I'm sawin' yo brain
A Don, I what I say, and I say what I mean
I eat, shit, and yeah, I lay wit them things
Bad Boy wit Universal, so play wit the team

Bad Boy, so don't wit the team
Bad Boy, so play wit the team
Bad Boy, so play wit the team

Da Band, Da Band, Da Band,
Fire, fire, Too Hot For T.V.
Too hot to in the headphones this time
Too hot to hold to cold to fold, on, and now
Give my man the throne, and don't play wit the king
I'm here baby, Miami, City, Babs, Sara, Dylan, Ness
Fire, yeah, and we won't
Da Band, fire,