Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad
Tony in the house, bad news
50 in the house, bad news
Whenever 50 around bad news

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

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

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

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

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

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll 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 target and study him for
See where they at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know daily routine
So the rule please leave the crime scene please

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

meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask shades on your 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 mark
And rule number 11, you a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be
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 hurt feelings
Stones in my the size of your earrings
My confidence high nigga, can't tell
Lickin' my lips at ya bitch I'm LL

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

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

My enemies never into friends, my friends turn into enemies
You then get the fuck around me
Record execs, not to play 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 we'll ever be friends
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, 50's at it again)

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

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