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 bad news

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

Niggaz mad 'cause I'm bad
I a wrestler, but I'll 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 your stuck on them bricks
I don't like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet ninety-nine bananas
why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit' ninety-nine hammers

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eighth meet in a fast car disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your
Ninth rule say shit 'cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up being in the system

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Banks in the house, bad news
Tony 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 around bad n