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
hollow tips up in your stomach
Honestly, Bad Boy's a dynasty
Oooz on the glock, watch you ooze on the
Puff give a nod, nothin move on the block
The streets is to burn for the moves and rocks
cuts, what the fuck? Watch the arm light up
Desert in the weights in the hood like
get hyped up, niggaz get diced up, sliced up
Heist what? Get yo' cut
Pimp motherfucker, nigga dykes fuck
Off the liquor they chipper (who?) bitch named
Catholic school girl turned sniffer
talk slicker, I tie and rope quicker
Check the arm and neck, how they glitter simultaneously
(bling bling) Bitch shit coke out her ass, 'til her bleed
(c'mon)

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

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

[Funkmaster over Chorus]
Yeah Bad Boy,
to Harve Pierre
Funk baby; 60 Minutes of Funk, Volume Four!