Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

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

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

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

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

Disclaimer, rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a lesson
But as a weapon
To set in your and really mess with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' 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 thinks of sexually
She got the wrong idea, he wanna fuck her
He she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never dressed like that, come out the house hot like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress that
like 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 don't your part
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a entendre

bad, woman 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, misunderstood
(I'm killin' bitches)

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