Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

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

A the lil man mad 'cause I'm flossin' bad
I a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money 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 but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like ninety-nine
That's why I got niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers

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

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

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 like me
It's not likely that ever be friends
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

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

Third rule pick a day, rule pick a time
Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a
And the seventh rule make sure your sweet
So when the shootout you leave him six deep

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

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

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

Go ahead, go against me, I'll hurt feelings
Stones in my the size of your earrings
My confidence high nigga can't tell
my lips at ya bitch like I'm L L

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

You put pressure on me when you compare me to
I'm just a new kid, I can't that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 don't matter
fire 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
execs, know not to play wit my check
I come with my knife 'cause I'm a pain your neck
(Yeah)

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

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