Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Man

Oh, a dat a oonu a wid
Oonu a bawl, oonu claim mi come pon T.V wid rupaul
No man jump bad man wall
No naah alright first

Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy,
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy,
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dogger, diggy,
Dong, wid meaning, hey

Man, a bad man and man, nuh mingle wid nuh
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man
Either by a or yuh hang
Jah, Jah ranks mi m-i

Man, a bad man and man, nuh wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man
by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah pass mi m-i

(Niggers bleed jus' us)
me being fraid of a
Bwoy weh bus di gun as me
(Niggers bleed jus' us)
Picture me being to defend my life a g.p

(Niggers jus' like us)
Picture me run away a fight a some bwoy mussy bright
(Niggers bleed like us)
Picture me being fraid fi lock off a life like a light

Willie squeeze the desert es
Better yuh ease nigger
Well, gun a surround yuh like breeze
Well, shot a tek a bwoy like bees
believe, yuh hear mi steve
Bad man just get and sing seh

Man, a bad man and man, nuh wid nuh rodman
And if yuh dis di program, yuh is a man
by a shot or yuh hang
Jah, Jah pass mi m-i

Well, fi live dung ainna di jungle, yuh haffi have whole a skill
Yuh haffi tek a lot a chill pill to
Well, big up all di man dem from warricka hill, hill,
What is my favourite when mi dress up in a mi frock

Wid mi wig pon mi head, sixteen over
Bragga, dagga, dagga, da twenty body drop
But Mr. Ria, Mr. Squire, bredda nia, bad man a flex like
Mi wi shot dung a and nyam him liver
But the D.J haffi utter

Weh yuh all my guns are for
Forty-five in jus to explode on a bwoy soul
Time changing things re-arranging more bussing
More man dying from back in the days of pure murdering

Well, everyday yuh hear another youth gone
And another man born
Man plant peas and reap corn
a gwaan, what a gwaan