Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

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

rappers say I'm stealing their flows,
but I can't steal what you made up bitch
Y'all some duplicate rap niggas
I manufacture you put on your makeup Bitch

Let me explain, nothing's been new Big Daddy Kane
Flows will get recycled passed around to different
But what's the same, that 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 noise and have the nerve to start shouting
Who's gassing 'em, they blowing smoke up your ass, you fired up but I'm just puff passin' 'em
Until they roaches, buried in my
Nigga burn slow, better like it's your last day
You lying to yourself, just 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 disrespecting pioneers in the
F-ck the fame but go 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 future and ya
So watch ya f-cking mouth when you speak a legend
16 times platinum, 6 1s
So I can give a what you sold in ya first week
You's weak, than the Pillsbury dough boy
Don't me expose the truth, you's a hoe boy
Don't make me get on that shit and get back at it
You rappers aint even in my tax bracket
Why am I wasting my
Yeah I admit I get a little Ludacris my rhymes, sometimes
But my fans 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 in formation, y'all outta line
I was told not to kill a with a cannon
So the next you nats got a real problem
Don't be a coward like a nigga that used to be to be going on twitter rants and shit
say it to my face