Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

Big Bada boom, Luda's in bitch
P-ssy niggas the room
I came through the door, I said it
I'm the truth in this bitch and you all hoes

rappers say I'm stealing their flows,
but I steal what you never made up bitch
Y'all duplicate rap cloning niggas
I you hoes put on your makeup Bitch

Let me explain, been new since Big Daddy Kane
Flows will get recycled passed to different names
But what's the same, that every verse I is insane
Got more styles than any in the game, 11 years and still counting
And ya'll get a couple hit records, make some noise and have the nerve to shouting
Who's gassing 'em, blowing smoke up your ass, you fired up but I'm just puff puff passin' 'em
Until they roaches, in my ashtray
Nigga burn slow, better pray like it's last day
You lying to yourself, just it
May not like the way I use it but you you aint invent it boy
Do your research before you a claim so bogus
disrespecting pioneers in the game
F-ck the fame but go ahead and get ya 5
Then you front line can report to your lieutenants (sir, yes sir)
See I'm ya past, I'm ya and ya present
So watch ya f-cking mouth when you about a legend
16 times platinum, 6 1s
So I can give a f-ck what you in ya first week
You's weak, softer than the Pillsbury boy
Don't make me the truth, you's a hoe boy
make me get on that Stomp shit and get back at it
You rappers aint even in my tax bracket
Why am I my time
I admit I get a little Ludacris with my rhymes, sometimes
But my know the difference because "My Chick Bad" went platinum still winning muthaf-cka

The nerve of you niggas man, you aint got enough medals on your to address me boy
Fall back in formation, y'all outta
I was told not to kill a with a cannon
So the next time you got a real problem
Don't be a coward a nigga that used to be signed to be going on twitter rants and shit
Nigga say it to my