Luyện nghe bài hát Bad To The Bone

I'm bad to the bone, a style like Al Capone
I'ma smile I give you the dial tone
shrimp and girls I be pimpin
Walk like I'm limpin, this brother ain't
Not to mention, I'm winner of Daddy conventions
I get a lot of
Sleepin in sheets that's made of
with one of my money makin honies, she's Spanish and Latin
She's a fly type of
Twenty carats on her fingers, on every coat hanger
In a highrise, made for fly guys
With a that attracts the ladies eyes
the stash and the cashflow
Profile's kept low, more than Barry Manilow
Fly cars, I got diamonds in jelly
To earn respect, collectin bar fight
Slick with a chick when I'm walkin
Midnight stalkin, all the be hawkin
And I max while you be waxin Cadillacs
Smooth as a fax, but I can cut you an axe
Big spender, cause I'm a winner Bruce Jenner
I all beginners and let em simmer like a TV dinner
On the phone I'm hard like stone
my own, cause I'm bad to the bone
I'm gettin cash and, receive my passion
Parties I'm crashin with a type of action
On stage, I outrageous
And I enslave the bravest, more diamonds than Sammy
I'm more dramatic _Dallas_ is
More pretty than a is, hands no callouses
Give me a girl and I'll outfox her
The man that rocks her in pure silk
So what you want honey a chump or a
Visa or stamps, Latins or lamps?
I run the like Sega
Go to war like Noreaga, hit like
when I'm fightin I'm frightenin
Stick slick in quick like greased lightning
Ladies love you all tomorrow like Annie
And I bet you'll all with wet panties
Cause I can make a eighty yard come back fast
Wrap all up in the back, like a jackass
Police harass me
Cause I got all the that has me lookin jazzy
The MC
Pockets so fat, I flat em down with a dough
Dead zone I strike the microphone
G. Rap's known, cause I'm bad to the
I never needed a handin
I'm outstandin, type of guy, girls abandon
And when I'm rollin with force, three your belly
suckers out the box like I'm playin skelly
Cause I pull out the .45 if you me
And the barrel of it smokin like a chimney
Rhymes are dynamic, voice is
Gigantic, suckers get frantic and panic
A smooth talker, cause I'm a New Yorker
My rhymes more Good Times than Jimmie Walker
A bumrusher, I'm a crusher of hardrocks
When I turn thirty, still be dirty as Redd Foxx
Try to cope, what I wrote, get a sore
My lyrical notes float sailboats
I keep it steady for the petty rappers I'll be ready
I got bodies than Frank Netti
Battles I win em I send em to hell when I begin em
Because I put it in em like a
Discover the toughest rap brother you seen
Not a fairy, but milky like the Queen
Movin like a smooth choreographer
Posin my in all clothes for the photographer
On video, show I your girlfriend moan
I'm bad to the bone