Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Brigade jump on a of punks
Nigga, we bad
(we bad news, nigga)
To beef for
If you our way it's on
Anybody, (oh shit)
on
Brigade jump on a couple of
That's how moving it moving it moving it
To for real
If you step our way on
Anybody, (that's right)
on

[kon
We every rule in the book
Illegal that got your mind shook
Kon done spells up
cook
The kon
way for the hell raiser
Mysterious
Cuttin with broke coke
and rusty razors
I ain't the one to save you in a
I you while you're down
Snatch you up and ask you the nicest
say me
Or put your next to some vice crips
And squeeze until they
I stayin confidence with my
About good or evil
I'm
Lethal when I you
Dead your blood brother
your hand for help reaches out
We chuckle
Now where the of how we is as individuals
We wrong
Politics and poverty got us head
You wrong
If you think make it out with all your limbs
Grab camera
So we can put this on

Hey
Don't get cut into hundreds over some dumb
I you to run quick 'cause we run this
Guns on the reg reg
Put mcs on they death
that or leavin' 'em walking on peg legs
In locations
I'll be out at places
I'm why running out
Of handicap parking
Intense
You want suspense? endless
How I crews
you solo and friendless
Contact lens then lifeless
The mc
You wanna fight with
Or rock a mic
Carry a with
Da on the night shift
Pack this big that I use to fuck your wife with
You the nicest
Derelicts intelligence
Leaving your grill open like pelicans
wait
My words penetrate your vertebrate
Til it snap neck brace
And crack your chest

[kon
You studies wanna job assets
Rough is ready to teaching niggas
In ass classes
glasses
Damage by the masses
Shit like cassius
Get in your e-class and bitch
Kon
The only man can expand the cervix
With the tip of my
Get in your girl and keep
she starts screaming "leave me alone"
Walking
for weak grade to set it on
From til dawn I bomb
through hell and remain calm
The to stir us to fight me
Just to see what type of that I was on
Those is why they got burnt
And turned into crisp
With lyrics hotter lava comes
It's
That she with
Before I merge
Kuniva will make ya nerves emerge and
me bitch
You weren't worthy the mic
Is why I it
And people think and praise with words I like
With things I say on you
You need to spar with
Put you in the back of my
Get in my car
Running nothing but thugs
the fug
We more dangerous than l.a. cops big clubs
Who's arresting you when you're
You munk
Spitting up bills and gumps
you punks get the picture
Get it?
If rap was a you couldn't hit it
I it my business
Twenty seven to try and stick it

get it
I gotta give it to you
Bombs drop lyrical we onslaught
Dead rot
We making body rock
Licking them off lollipops
That the pop
Kuniva snatch rolex chains, and anklets
the stank bitch
Packing heaters to you thank quick
Now ain't
you don't want a piece of
Don't worry waiting these ones
with me buds