Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

Now imagine there's a shorty, five maybe four
'round with 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 trying to it too complex
But let's say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of these days
His mama sings along and this she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
Something that's far average"
And maybe rhyming words like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and other things that it
Couple of things are happenin'
First relatin' the word "bitch" with his mama comma
And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of
And mental health, he may skew respect for

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through
On the internet watchin' listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet better than parents
Now the internet, the content's probably uncensored
They're young, so they're and probably unmentored
A combination, maybe with no relevance
Until intelligence 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 let's say that they less concerned him
And more with the video acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty,
check, I'm not trippin'
They don't see a 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
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 stepped in to slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this world
The little boy meets one of those girls
And he she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't fuck her
He think she's bad at bein' a bitch, his mother
Momma dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts that, all out to impress like that
Just like that, you see the of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an
Bad mean good to her, she nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch play your part
But bitch still bad to her if you say it the way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

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

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