Luyện nghe bài hát Bad - Shyne

Geah, uhh.. (fuckers!)
Geah, uhh..

I'm the Bad Boy not to wit, you get bucked quick, stuck wit
three tips up in your stomach
Honestly, Bad a fuckin dynasty
Oooz on the glock, watch you on the spot
Puff give a nod, nothin move on the block
The is ours to burn for the moves and rocks
Princess cuts, what the Watch the arm light up
Desert in the weights in the like what?
get hyped up, niggaz get diced up, sliced up
Heist what? Get yo' cut
motherfucker, nigga make dykes fuck
Off the they chipper (who?) bitch named Trisha
Catholic school girl turned coke
Niggaz talk slicker, I tie and rope
Check the arm and neck, how both glitter simultaneously
(bling bling) Bitch shit out her ass, 'til her anus bleed
(c'mon)

Shyne]
Diamonds I it, bitches is on it, tell me who want it?
I got it to it, you niggas talk it, I live it, uhh
Diamonds I flaunt it, bitches is on it, me who want it?
I got it to give it, you niggas it, I live it, uhh

Ki's out, Royce Rolls out
Brooklyn nigga with the flow out
Fuck a pot to piss in, gimme one to boil
My approach, no reproach, sex 'em and coats
Fidel shipped me a bricks, up on the boat
My bitch, I to our to you, said she'd fly coach
I got the shit locked nigga, - air - sea
(There's a new Don?) Nigga, me
Rap's my cover-up, desert boys in the concert
And the mean bitch who take the dick to her
Paradise life, fuck the
It's nice, I like, I buy - break your pockets give me no try
Extort I'll fuckin torch you
Tie you, see me? Na na out the I.U.

[Funkmaster Flex over
Bad Boy, Shyne
Shout to Pierre
Funk Fliggity baby; 60 Minutes of Funk, Four!