Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

A the lil man mad 'cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston
I money 'cause it costs to brag
Around bitches walk around wit the hair outta a horses head

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

all want a nigga to stop
'Cause I rap enough 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 than the hope foe sho

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

I don't like you, you don't me
It's not likely 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 they rest at and lay with peeps
Now you got the drop, their daily routine
So the second rule please the crime scene clean

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

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

And the tenth rule put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a on your mark
And rule 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you

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

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)

Go ahead, go against me, I'll hurt feelings
in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga tell
Lickin' my lips at ya bitch I'm L L

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

You put on me when you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent matter
I'll fire shots at the and watch the sheeps scatter

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

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

I don't like you, you 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 whenever 50 around bad news

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