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 stomach
Honestly, Bad Boy's a dynasty
Oooz on the glock, you ooze on the spot
don't give a nod, nothin move on the block
The is ours to burn for the moves and rocks
cuts, what the fuck? Watch the arm light up
Desert in the weights in the hood what?
Bitches get up, niggaz get diced up, sliced up
what? Get yo' windpipe cut
Pimp motherfucker, nigga make dykes
Off the liquor they chipper (who?) bitch named
Catholic school girl turned coke
Niggaz talk slicker, I tie and quicker
Check the arm and neck, how 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, me who want it?
I got it to give it, you niggas talk it, I it, uhh

Ki's out, Royce Rolls out
Brooklyn nigga the best flow out
Fuck a pot to piss in, gimme one to 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 she'd fly coach
I got the locked nigga, land - air - sea
(There's a new Don?) Nigga, me
my cover-up, desert 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 fuckin give me no try
Extort I'll fuckin torch you
Tie you, see me? Na na out the I.U.

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