Luyện nghe bài hát Bad to the Bone

I'm bad to the bone, with a style Al Capone
I'ma smile I give you the dial tone
Eatin' shrimp and I be pimpin'
Walk I'm limpin', this 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
one of my money makin' honies
She's mixed and Latin

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

Keepin' the stash and the flow
Profile's kept low, more dough Barry Manilow
Fly cars, I got diamonds in jars
To respect, collectin' bar fight scars

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

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

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

I'm dramatic than Dallas is
More pretty a palace is, hands no callouses
Give me a girl and I'll outfox her
The man rocks her in pure silk boxers

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

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

'Cause I can make a eighty yard dash come back
Wrap rappers all up in the back, like a
wanna harass me
'Cause I got all the material has me lookin' jazzy

The MC
Pockets so fat, I flat 'em down a dough roller
Dead zone when I strike the
G. Rap's known, I'm bad to the bone

I never a helpin' handin'
I'm outstandin', type of guy, girls never
And I'm rollin' with force, three across your belly
suckers out the box like I'm playin' skelly

'Cause I out the .45 if you offend me
And leave the barrel of it like a chimney
Rhymes are dynamic, voice is
Gigantic, suckers get frantic and then

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

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

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

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