Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

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

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

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

They all want a to stop
'Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Fox
I'm just a that found out where the coaches 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
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 don't me
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, Banks' at it again)

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

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

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

Eighth in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with on your eyes
Ninth don't say shit 'cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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