Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

[kon
We breaking every rule in the
Illegal crooks got your mind shook
Kon with spells up
Poisonous
The kon
Make way for the raiser
Mysterious
Cuttin throats broke coke
and rusty razors
I ain't the one to save you in a
I kick you while you're
Snatch you up and ask you who's the
say me
Or I'll put your next to some crips
And squeeze until lifeless
I stayin confidence with my
About good or evil
I'm
Lethal I leave you
inside your blood brother
When your hand for reaches out
We just
Now where the fuck of how we is as
We raise
Politics and got us head strong
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 hundreds over some dumb shit
I advise you to run 'cause we run this
click on the reg reg
Put mcs on they beads
Either that or leavin' 'em on peg legs
In various
I'll be wylin' out at
I'm why they're out
Of handicap parking
Intense
You want suspense? it's
How I crews
Leave you solo and
Contact lens then lifeless
The mc
You never fight with
Or a mic with
Carry a knife
Da brigade on the night
Pack this big dick that I use to fuck your wife
You ain't the
with intelligence
Leaving your wide open like pelicans
wait
My words penetrate through vertebrate
Til it snap your brace
And your chest plate

[kon
You studies job like assets
Rough is ready to start niggas
In ass whippin'
glasses
Damage by the masses
talking like cassius
Get in your e-class and bitch
Kon
The man that can expand the cervix
With the tip of my
Get in girl and keep fucking
Until she screaming "leave me alone"
predacone
Looking for grade to set it on
From til dawn I bomb
Went through hell and calm
The devils to stir us to me
to see what type of shit that I was on
Those bastards is why got burnt
And turned crisp xxxxx
With lyrics hotter than lava
urgent
That she with
I merge with
Kuniva make ya nerves emerge and split
me bitch
You weren't with the mic
Is why I it
And think and praise with words that I like
With that I say on you
You need someone to with
Put you in the of my trunk
Get in my car
Running with but thugs
the fug
We more dangerous than l.a. cops big clubs
Who's arresting you you're drunk
You sick
Spitting up bills and gumps
Till you get the picture
Get it?
If rap was a whore you hit it
I make it my
Twenty four to try and stick it

get it
I gotta give it to you
Bombs drop lyrical we onslaught
bodies rot
We your body rock
them off like lollipops
That the pop
Kuniva snatch chains, watches and anklets
Dissin' the bitch
heaters to make you thank quick
Now ain't
Something you don't want a of
Don't worry about waiting ones
Chillin' me buds