Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

Now imagine a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' with his mama listening to the radio
And a song on and a not far off from being born
Doesn't 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 what she
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
that's far above average"
And other 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 mama
And because she's to herself, his most important source of help
And health, he may skew respect for dishonour

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

Yeah, now a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have clearance
understand the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the probably uncensored
They're young, so they're malleable and unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe no relevance
Until that meets their favourite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad
all I want 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 acquiescent to his
Ah, the thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty,
Reality check, I'm not
They don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad

Bitch bad, 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 killin' bitches)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up,
Sure enough, in this world
The little boy meets one of little girls
And he she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she of that 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 hot mess like that
Ass, titties, like 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 to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play part
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a double

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

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