Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad
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 Kal's in the house, bad
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 put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money 'cause it to brag
here bitches walk around wit the hair that the horses had

Rap it get your stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll up on a bitch
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 enough to slip the off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a that found out where the coaches know
That's why I'ma be around than the Oprah show

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

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

Rule number one a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay their peeps
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
rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the you leave him six feet deep

Eighth meet in a car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on eyes
rule don't say shit 'cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up being in the system

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

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

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

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

You so much pressure on me when you compare me to
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 never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
You then get the fuck around me
Record execs, know not to wit' my check
I come through with my knife I'm a pain your neck
(Yeah)

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

Lloyd in the house, bad news
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 in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad
Whenever 50 it's bad n