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 on and a not far off from being born
know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain't to make it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped
About the of women these days
His mama sings along and this she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
Something far above average"
And maybe other rhyming words cabbage and savage
And baby and other things that match it
Couple of things are here
First he's relatin' the word "bitch" with his comma
And she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help
And mental health, he may skew respect for

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have parental
They the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the probably uncensored
young, so they're malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no
Until intelligence meets 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 with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his
Ah, the plot
High heels, hair, fat booty, slim
check, I'm not trippin'
They don't see a 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 these bitches)

Disclaimer, rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a lesson
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really mess your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's clever
'Cause, I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up,
Sure enough, in little world
The little boy meets one of little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she she a bad bitch
He disrespectfully, she thinks of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't wanna her
He think she's bad at a bitch, like his mother
Momma never like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress that
Just like that, you see the fruit of the
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 still bad to her if you say it the 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)
bad, woman good
Lady better, they
(I'm these bitches)

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