Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

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

A made the lil man mad I'm flossin' bad
I a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk 'cause it costs to brag
Around here bitches walk around wit the hair a horses head

Rap it get your face stuck on bricks
I really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
sweet like ninety-nine bananas
That's why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit ninety-nine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a heart
Just put a on your mark
And rule 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend
You better where you heading

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

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

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

You put pressure on me you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 don't matter
I'll fire shots at the ship and 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 you, you don't like me
It's not likely that ever be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's 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)

Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad
50 in the house
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