Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

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

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

Let me explain, nothing's been new Big Daddy Kane
Flows will get recycled passed around to different
But the same, that every verse I spit is insane
Got more styles than any rapper in the game, 11 years and counting
And ya'll get a couple hit records, make some noise and have the to start shouting
Who's gassing 'em, they blowing smoke up your ass, you fired up but I'm just puff puff 'em
they roaches, buried in my ashtray
Nigga burn slow, better pray like it's your day
You to yourself, just admit it
May not like the way I use it but you you aint invent it boy
Do research before you make a claim so bogus
disrespecting pioneers in the game
F-ck the but go ahead and get ya 5 minutes
Then you front line cadets can report to 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 what you sold in ya first week
You's weak, softer than the dough boy
Don't make me expose the truth, a hoe boy
Don't make me get on that Stomp shit and get at it
You rappers aint in my f-cking tax bracket
Why am I my time
I admit I get a little Ludacris with my rhymes, sometimes
But my fans the difference because "My Chick Bad" went platinum still winning 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 got a real problem
Don't be a coward like a nigga used to be signed to be going on twitter rants and shit
Nigga say it to my