Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, woman good, lady
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
know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an context
About the perception of women these
His mama along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
that's far above average"
And maybe other words like cabbage and savage
And baby and other things that match it
of things are happenin' here
First he's relatin' the "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 these bitches) Uh, tell 'em
Bitch bad, good
better, they misunderstood
They (I'm killin' these bitches)

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have parental
understand the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the content's uncensored
They're young, so they're and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, with no relevance
Until intelligence meets their favourite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad
That's all I want and all I like in is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Now let's say that they 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 actress, just what makes a bad bitch

bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
Bitch bad, woman
better, they misunderstood
(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 with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' was growin' up fast
Nobody in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little
The boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that
She got the idea, he don't wanna fuck her
He think bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like
Ass, titties, like that, all out to impress like 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 and smart
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, a double entendre

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

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