Luyện nghe bài hát Bad to the Bone

I'm bad to the bone, with a style Al Capone
smile while I give you the dial tone
Eatin' and girls I be pimpin'
Walk like I'm limpin', brother ain't simpin

Not to mention, I'm winner of Daddy conventions
I get a lot of attention, sleepin' in sheets that's of satin
With one of my money makin'
mixed Spanish and Latin

She's a fly type of
Twenty carats on her fingers, minks on every coat
In a rise, made for only fly guys
With a size that attracts the eyes

Keepin' the and the cash flow
Profile's kept low, dough than Barry Manilow
Fly cars, I got in jelly jars
To earn respect, collectin' bar scars

Slick talkin' a chick when I'm walkin'
Midnight stalkin', all the suckers be
And I max you be waxin' your Cadillacs
Smooth as a fax, but I can cut you an Axe

Big spender, 'cause I'm a winner Bruce Jenner
I burn all and let 'em simmer like a TV dinner
On the phone 'cause I'm like stone
Holdin' my own, I'm bad to the bone

I'm cash and, ladies receive my passion
I'm crashin' with a flashy type of action
On stage, I kick
And I enslave the bravest, more diamonds than Davis

I'm more dramatic than is
pretty than a palace is, hands no callouses
Give me a clever girl and I'll her
The man that her in pure silk boxers

So what you want honey a chump or a
Visa or stamps, Latins or lamps?
I run the game like
Go to war Noreaga, hit like Schwarzenegger

Excitin' when I'm fightin', I'm
Stick slick in quick like greased lightning
Ladies, I'll love you all tomorrow like
And I bet all leave with wet panties

'Cause I can make a eighty yard dash 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 a dough roller
zone when I strike the microphone
G. known, 'cause I'm bad to the bone

I never needed a helpin'
I'm outstandin', type of guy, girls abandon
And when I'm rollin' force, three across your belly
Knockin' suckers out the box 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, is Titanic
Gigantic, suckers get and then panic

A smooth talker, 'cause I'm a New Yorker
My rhymes more Good Times than Jimmie Walker
A bumrusher, 'cause I'm a of hard rocks
When I turn thirty, I'll still be dirty as Foxx

Try to cope, I wrote, get a sore throat
My lyrical notes float like
I keep it for the petty sucker rappers, I'll be ready
I got more bodies Frank Netti

Battles I win 'em 'cause I send 'em to hell I begin 'em
Because I put it in 'em like a
Discover the toughest rap brother you ever
Not a fairy, but milky like the Queen

Movin' like a smooth choreographer
Posin' my hoes in all for the photographer
On video, show I makin' your moan
I'm bad to the bone