Luyện nghe bài hát Badass

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 drop it down the like it's a fire.
Now let me see just you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't help but watch you moving with bad ass,
Let me see just what doing with your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass.

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, of the evening,
But it's your show, now bring it back, rerun.
I got of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant,
Looking up in the sky I say I love you elevate.
Getting high as you ever been, we're getting bent,
Ball so hard, I me a Letterman.
Man, let me see cake, cake, cake,
Like enemy's ass up, take it down like a sedative.
a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a relative.
you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is,
All this money falling in the air it's confetti, bitch.

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 drop it the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just you're doing with your bad ass,
I can't but watch you moving with your bad ass,
Let me see just what you're 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 me so I got that Geechi shit out me
And the city is ours the killers devour
the niggas lift "Smith-And"s
And the lift a few flowers
Okay I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when I out room
Knowing how you move how you got good
When the heat on niggas be pyoom
Young with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole
The let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm to see that throat
35-0-0 my coat, we high chokin' on dope
Turn around let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu ghost

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 drop it the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just you're 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 but watch you moving with your bad ass.

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

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, down the house,
Throwing money like it's no running out.
Okay, but I know, can you get any higher,
And drop it the pole like it's a fire.
Now let me see just you're 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 my dash pass
Them silicones and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat
Real night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap the bass slap the Mac S
No question we turnt up, on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money the ass is for purchase
Very important persons, don't take it too
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie, ready for the

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.