Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

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

Counterfeit rappers say I'm their flows,
but I can't steal what you never made up
some duplicate rap cloning niggas
I manufacture you hoes put on makeup Bitch

Let me explain, nothing's been new since Big Daddy
Flows get recycled passed around to different names
But what's the same, that every verse I is insane
Got more styles any rapper 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, they blowing smoke up your ass, you fired up but I'm just puff passin' 'em
Until they roaches, in my ashtray
Nigga burn slow, better pray like your last day
You to yourself, just admit it
May not like the way I use it but you know you aint it boy
Do your before you make a claim so bogus
Thats pioneers in the game
F-ck the but go ahead and get ya 5 minutes
Then you front line cadets can 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 platinum, 6 number 1s
So I can give a f-ck what you sold in ya week
You's weak, softer the Pillsbury dough boy
Don't me expose 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
Yeah I admit I get a little Ludacris with my rhymes,
But my fans know the difference because "My Chick Bad" went platinum still muthaf-cka

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