Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

pound's 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 news

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Third rule pick a day, rule pick a time
Fifth rule a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make your 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 your
rule don't say shit 'cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up stuck in the system

And the tenth rule, don't put a tag on a broken
put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a but you not a legend
You watch where you heading

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

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

I smile a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game 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
What niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
fire shots at the chef and watch the sheeps scatter

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

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

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

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