Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

Now there's a shorty, maybe five maybe four
'round with his mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off being born
Doesn't know the difference between and wrong
Now I ain't trying to make it too
But just say shorty has an undeveloped context
the perception of women these days
His mama along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
that's far above average"
And maybe other rhyming like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and other that match it
Couple of things are happenin'
he's 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 respect for dishonour

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to by themselves
It really matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet better than their
Now the internet, the content's probably uncensored
young, so they're malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no
Until that intelligence meets favourite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad
That's all I want and all I in life is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Now let's say that they less with him
And with the video girl acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the plot
High heels, long hair, fat booty,
check, I'm not trippin'
They don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not "bitch" as a lesson
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really mess your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
Nobody in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little
The little boy meets one of those little
And he thinks she a bad and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that
She got the wrong idea, he wanna fuck her
He think she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his
Momma never dressed like that, 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 caught in a reality, she in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and
But bad mean bad to him, don't play your part
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she she a bitch, what a double entendre

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
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm killin' bitches)

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