Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

Now imagine a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round his mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from born
know the difference between 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 sings along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
that's far above average"
And maybe other rhyming like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and things that match it
Couple of things are here
First he's the word "bitch" with his mama comma
And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of
And mental health, he may respect for dishonour

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

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

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and really mess your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' they was up fast
Nobody stepped in to slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this world
The boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she of that sexually
She got the idea, he don't wanna fuck her
He think bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
never dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts that, all out to impress like that
Just like that, you see the of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play your
But bitch still bad to her if you say it the way
But she she a bitch, what a double entendre

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

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