Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

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

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

Rap it get face stuck on them bricks
I really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like bananas
That's why I got ninety-nine wit' ninety-nine hammers

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eighth meet in a fast car with
Use a ski with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say shit 'cause listen
Fuck around you end up being 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 you heading

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

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

go go against me, I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga, can't
Lickin' my lips at ya bitch 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 they 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 a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 don't matter
I'll fire at the chef and watch the sheeps scatter

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

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

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

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

Tray 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