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 hollow tips up in your
Honestly, Bad Boy's a dynasty
Oooz on the glock, watch you on the spot
Puff don't give a nod, nothin on the block
The streets is ours to burn for the moves and
Princess cuts, what the Watch the arm light up
in the weights in the hood like what?
Bitches get hyped up, niggaz get diced up, up
what? Get yo' windpipe cut
Pimp motherfucker, make dykes fuck
Off the liquor they chipper (who?) bitch Trisha
Catholic school turned coke sniffer
Niggaz slicker, I tie and rope quicker
the arm and neck, how they both glitter simultaneously
(bling bling) Bitch shit coke out her ass, 'til her anus
(c'mon)

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

Ki's out, Royce Rolls out
Brooklyn nigga with the flow out
Fuck a pot to piss in, one to boil coke
My approach, no reproach, sex 'em and coats
Fidel shipped me a hundred bricks, up on the
My bitch, I to our to you, said she'd fly coach
I got the locked 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 take the dick to her
Paradise life, fuck the
It's nice, I like, I buy - break your fuckin give me no try
Extort who? I'll torch you
Tie you, see me? Na na out the I.U.

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