Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad
I got a in the house
Bad news 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 the Boston crab
I money 'cause it costs to brag
Around here bitches walk around wit the hair outta a horses

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

They all want a to stop
'Cause I rap enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a that found out where the coaches know
why I'ma be around longer than the hope foe sho

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

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

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

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

Eighth meet in a car with disguise
Use a ski with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say '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
put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you pulled a but you not a legend
You watch where you heading

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

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)

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

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

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

My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into
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
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

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

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