Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy This, Bad Boy That

Bad Boy,
We the last standin' check the
the score
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, Babs got a new car
Drop top in the hood, I'm the superstar
Breathe, pop bottles and up weed
Bab's strong arm bitches, like I'm
You got a problem, come see the girl, I'll
Big belly we starve 'em

Niggas in the hood, we rob 'em, they flossin'
Better tuck in ya bitch and keep on walkin'
You a thug, why you keep on talkin', let's get it
Get a bitch stomped out in the club, I it happen
I got this, Diddy let me out
Hot chick, sick 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 beat you down, wit a bat
(Me and my people comin' and we six deep)

I'ma changed man, since I the band
Nobody, a damn, no one gave a hand
Made man, made the band, wave ya
Rocks in the watch, I think I'm 'bout to the band
Ness, you know I'm here to save the land
Don't try to lie and say the liquor is made you ran
Go somewhere, and be a man, a janitor
Dog don't blame me, blame ya

Keep ya hands out my pockets
like I play for the Rockets nigga
'Who Shot Ya', 'Biggie Smalls', ya nigga
'Ready to Die', 'All on the project nigga
You stocky, I put in ya biceps niggaz
I can't it, I'm a violent nigga, silence

All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy
(But you fuckin' wit the nigga)
This Bad Boy will you down wit a baseball bat
(That chain, fugazy, you ain't nigga)

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

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

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

Best believe these dudes never kill nuthin'
I'm Fred, you want him dead, put some bullets in his
Lord forgive me, but niggaz is playin' 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 homeboy that's man

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

Bad Boy, so don't wit the team
Bad Boy, so don't 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 hold in the headphones this
Too hot to to cold to fold, come on, and now
Give my man the throne, and don't play wit the king
I'm here baby, Miami, Choppa City, Babs, Sara, Dylan,
Fire, yeah, and we won't
Da Band, fire,