Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad
Tony Yayo in the house, bad
50 in the house, bad news
50 around it's bad news

Tray pound's in the house, bad
40 in the house, bad news
I got a in the house, bad news
Whenever 50 around bad news

Niggaz mad 'cause I'm bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put bitch the Boston crab
I money 'cause it costs to brag
'Round here walk around wit the hair that the horses had

Rap it get your face stuck on bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a
Y'all sweet like bananas
That's why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit' hammers

They all a nigga to stop
'Cause I rap slick to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a that found out where the coaches know
That's why I'ma be longer than the Oprah show

You and your man, y'all both know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the go
Shit I been hated since the grade
That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch

I don't like you, you like me
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, Banks' at it again)

I don't like you, you like me
It's not likely that we'll be friends
Why
(Ma, Tony's at it again)

Rule number one pick a and study him for weeks
See they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene

Third pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
Fifth rule a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sweet
So when the shootout you him six feet deep

meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say shit 'cause listen
Fuck around you end up stuck in the system

And the tenth rule, don't put a tag on a broken
Just put a on your mark
And rule 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you

I don't like you, you don't me
It's not likely we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

I don't like you, you don't me
It's not that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

Don't go go against me, I'll your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of earrings
My level's high nigga, can't tell
Lickin' my at ya bitch like I'm LL

I like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that bail
From day one I came in the game said, I was hot
got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot

You so much pressure on me when you me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 don't matter
I'll fire shots at the chef and watch the sheeps

My enemies never turn into friends, my friends into enemies
You scared then get the fuck me
Record execs, know not to wit' my check
I come through my knife 'cause I'm a pain your neck
(Yeah)

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that ever be friends
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

I like you, you don't like me
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

Banks in the house, bad news
Tony in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad
Whenever 50 around it's bad

Tray in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad
I got a knife in the house, bad
Whenever 50 around bad n