Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

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

rappers say I'm stealing their flows,
but I can't steal you never made up bitch
Y'all some duplicate rap cloning
I manufacture you hoes put on your Bitch

Let me explain, been new since Big Daddy Kane
Flows will get recycled around to different names
But what's the same, that every I spit is insane
Got more styles than any rapper in the game, 11 years and still
And ya'll get a couple hit records, make some noise and the nerve to start shouting
Who's gassing 'em, they blowing smoke up your ass, you fired up but I'm just puff puff 'em
Until they roaches, buried in my
Nigga slow, better pray like it's your last day
You lying to yourself, admit it
May not the way I use it but you know you aint invent it boy
Do your research you make a claim so bogus
Thats disrespecting pioneers in the
F-ck the fame but go and get ya 5 minutes
you front line cadets can report to your lieutenants (sir, yes sir)
See I'm ya past, I'm ya and ya present
So watch ya f-cking when you speak about a legend
16 times platinum, 6 1s
So I can give a f-ck what you sold in ya first
You's weak, softer the Pillsbury dough boy
Don't make me expose the truth, a hoe boy
Don't make me get on Stomp shit and get back at it
You rappers even in my f-cking tax bracket
Why am I my time
Yeah I admit I get a little Ludacris my rhymes, sometimes
But my fans know the difference because "My Chick Bad" went 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 a mosquito with a cannon
So the next time you nats got a problem
Don't be a like a nigga that used to be signed to be going on twitter rants and shit
Nigga say it to my