Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear the house,
Throwing this money it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feeling a man of the hour, host of the evening,
But it's your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, we're hella bent,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like enemy's ass up, gonna it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't wetter than
Better get familiar like a relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my is,
All this falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear the house,
Throwing this money it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass,
Let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass.

I'm the man of the hour, and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi out me
And the city is ours where the killers
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the victims lift a few
Okay what I see dog you and me not
Bet be loud when I leave out room
how you move how you got good shoes;
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
Young nigga with old riches
And the coldest women I be weave on Necole Bitchie's
The let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that
my coat, we high chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
Throwing this like it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just what you're doing with bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the
These niggas is haters they that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, her slow when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Royces, can't park it
Got gold on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my bitches half foreign, you could run that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch insta-ham
Pyrex pot insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like the world; a nigga say fuck me,
I'mma fuck his girl like

I'm feeling the man of the hour, tear down the house,
Throwing this money like it's no out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass,

Now go with that bad ass and fast cash my dash pass
Them and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps, you so
Just move it 'til the slap the bass slap like the Mac S
No we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for
Very important persons, take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, a movie, ready for the show

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, tear the house,
Throwing this money it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And it down the pole like it's a fire.