Luyện nghe bài hát Bad - Shyne

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

I'm the Bad Boy not to fuck wit, you get quick, stuck wit
hollow tips up in your stomach
Honestly, Bad a fuckin dynasty
Oooz on the glock, watch you ooze on the
Puff give a nod, nothin move on the block
The streets is ours to burn for the and rocks
Princess cuts, what the 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 girl turned coke sniffer
talk slicker, I tie and rope quicker
Check the arm and neck, how they both simultaneously
(bling bling) Bitch shit coke out her ass, 'til her bleed
(c'mon)

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

Ki's out, Royce Rolls out
Brooklyn with the best flow out
Fuck a pot to piss in, gimme one to coke
My approach, no reproach, just sex 'em and
Fidel shipped me a hundred bricks, up on the
My bitch, I to our to you, playa said 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 bitch who take the dick to her tonsil
Paradise life, the price
It's nice, I like, I buy - break your pockets give me no try
Extort who? I'll fuckin you
Tie you, see me? Na na out the I.U.

[Funkmaster Flex Chorus]
Bad Boy, Shyne
Shout to Harve
Funk Fliggity baby; 60 Minutes of Funk, Four!