Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

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

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

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

They all want a nigga to
'Cause I rap slick enough to slip the off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the coaches
That's why I'ma be around than the Oprah show

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

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

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

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

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

meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on eyes
Ninth rule don't say shit po-po 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 toe-tag on your
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a
You better watch where you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad
Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad
Whenever 50 around bad news

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