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 with his mama listening to the
And a song on and a not far off from being born
Doesn't know the difference between right and
Now I ain't trying to make it too
But just say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of these days
His sings along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
that's far above average"
And other rhyming words like cabbage and savage
And carriage and other things that match it
Couple of things are happenin'
First he's relatin' the "bitch" with his mama comma
And she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help
And mental health, he may respect for dishonour

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' listenin' to songs by themselves
It really matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet than their parents
Now being the internet, the content's uncensored
They're young, so they're malleable and unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe no relevance
Until that intelligence 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 to his whims
Ah, the thickens
heels, long hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not
They don't see a paid actress, just what a bad bitch

Bitch bad, woman
better, they 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 these 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 clever
'Cause, while I was rappin' they was growin' up
Nobody 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 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 she's bad at a bitch, like his mother
never dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress that
Just that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she nice and smart
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 she a bitch, what a double entendre

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 these bitches)

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