Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, good, lady better
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

Now imagine there's a shorty, five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from born
Doesn't know the difference right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped
About the of women these days
His mama along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
Something far above average"
And maybe other rhyming like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and things that match it
Couple of are happenin' here
he's relatin' the word "bitch" with his mama comma
And because she's to herself, his most important source of help
And health, he may skew respect for dishonour

Bitch bad, woman
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm killin' bitches) Uh, tell 'em
bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
They (I'm killin' these bitches)

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos to songs by themselves
It doesn't really if they have parental clearance
They the internet better than their parents
Now the internet, the content's probably uncensored
They're young, so malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe no relevance
Until that intelligence their favourite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad
That's all I and all I like in life is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Now let's say that they less concerned him
And more with the video acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the thickens
heels, long hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not
They see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch

Bitch bad, good
better, they misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
Bitch bad, good
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm killin' bitches)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not "bitch" as a lesson
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this world
The little boy meets one of those girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad
He thinks disrespectfully, she of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't fuck her
He think she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his
Momma never dressed like that, come out the hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts that, all out to impress like that
Just that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and
But bad mean bad to him, bitch play your part
But still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a entendre

Bitch bad, good
Lady better, they
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
Bitch bad, good
Lady better, they
(I'm these bitches)

Bitch bad, good, lady better
misunderstood
You're (I'm killin' these bitches)
bad, woman good, lady better
Greatest mother (I'm killin' these bitches)