Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Boy This, Bad Boy That

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

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

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

All I is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy that
(My year, now so you betta leave)
Bad Boy will beat you down, wit a baseball 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, the band, wave ya hands
Rocks in the watch, I I'm 'bout to blaze the band
Elliot Ness, you know I'm here to the land
try to lie and say the liquor is what 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', Smalls', Tupac ya nigga
'Ready to Die', 'All Eyes' on the project
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 wit the wildest nigga)
Bad Boy will beat 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 a pimp
I a bitch wit no type of common sense, that about it
If you bout it then it up
Got that fire and you to light it, then tote it up
Now that's gangsta, make me spank ya
You, run in that water now ya life is in

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

All I hear is Bad Boy this and Bad Boy
(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)

Best believe dudes ain't never kill nuthin'
I'm Fred, you want him dead, put some bullets in his
Lord forgive me, but these niggaz is wit the boss man
You don't get in the trunk, you gettin' tossed in
I'm the you squeeze tight, and you bring your cousin'
Man homeboy 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', then it's off wit ya
Yo head, than wood then I'm sawin' yo brain
A Don, I mean what I say, and I say what I
I eat, shit, and sleep yeah, I lay wit things
Bad Boy wit Universal, so don't wit the team

Bad Boy, so play wit the team
Bad Boy, so don't play wit the
Bad Boy, so don't 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 Diddy the throne, and don't play wit the
I'm here baby, Miami, City, Babs, Sara, Dylan, Ness
Fire, yeah, and we stop
Da Band, fire,