Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
Throwing this money like 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 with bad ass,
Let me see just what you're doing your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving your bad ass.

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But girl your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got pockets of hundreds, they say change 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,
enemy's ass up, gonna take it down like a sedative.
That's a negative, ain't wetter than
Better get familiar a motherfucking relative.
Know you see the fireworks, you where my section is,
All this falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch.

I'm feeling the man of the hour, tear down 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 what you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just you're doing with your bad ass,
I help but watch you moving with 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 where the killers devour
Where the niggas "Smith-And"s
And the victims lift a few
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good
When the on niggas be like pyoom
nigga with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with on Necole Bitchie's
The broad let me I it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we high chokin' on that
Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Olu ghost

I'm like the man of the hour, tear down the house,
Throwing this money like no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And drop it down the pole it's a fire.
Now let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't 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, of the evening
These is haters they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her when we speakin'
I get your chick and I take her, Cabo for the weekend
I'm a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches callin'
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm up in that foreign
I all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my so fuckin' real
Back to the wall like fuck the 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 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 doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my dash
Them and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap
late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just it 'til the bass slap the bass slap like the Mac S
No question we up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then all this money like the ass is for purchase
important persons, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie, for the show

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