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 maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his mama to the radio
And a song on and a not far off from being born
Doesn't know the between right and wrong
Now I trying to make it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an context
About the perception of women these
His sings along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bitch
that's far above average"
And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and
And baby carriage and other things that it
Couple of things are here
First relatin' the word "bitch" with his mama comma
And she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help
And mental health, he may skew respect for

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

Yeah, now imagine a of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if have parental clearance
understand the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the content's probably
They're young, so they're malleable and unmentored
A combination, maybe with 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 they less concerned with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his
Ah, the thickens
High heels, hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not
They don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad

Bitch bad, good
Lady better, misunderstood
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 weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up,
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 disrespectfully, she thinks of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't wanna her
He think bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to like that
like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad good to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play your
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, a double entendre

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

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