Luyện nghe bài hát Good Girl Goes Bad

BLAOW!
I'm sure all you hustlers out there
rose got its thorns

You I gotta lil' some some
y'all dobe been thru before
If you're a hustler, then you know somethin about dis
game!
What you know about a, good girl bad, aha
I'ma lace you up wit

I gave a nigga 8 G's to flip a of thangs
Slang him for 13 in St.Louis, we about the
Bring the 13 and add 500 to the pot
Get a ho from the Mexican homey, set up
Fly the friendly skies, 30 G's her thighs
We can doublelise, be leavin me
I was puffin on a Cuban cigar, model
and down during the draught season, ghetto smilin
In the back of my brain, my cock is goin
Sayin "Chico, why you the bitch in the game?"
but she ain't new to this, she done her times
Kick back and close my eyes, about her no mo'
I'm on a flight to Chicago, fine ho
to kick start my cargo and die
If the good girl goes bad, I'd to do it
but she's sleepin in the bodybag, toe
The fellas on the plane, lookin at her breasts
dreamin of sex and in a Lex, bodies wet
lickin the sweat off the chest, what's next?
Four run up with fully Teks, and tried to get me wet
Shit blacked out and I woke up, they her to Midway
Where we was sposed to the YAY!
As she got off the looked at her ass kinda sad
Hope the girl go bad

If the good goes bad
If the good girl bad
If the girl goes bad
Cos bitches even gaffle boss for cash
If the good goes bad
If the good goes bad
If the girl goes bad
I'm tryin ta get I never had

We arrived at the Court about a
She said she go and eat some lobster and steak
I "Hold on baby, before we continue
you know that's the little fuckin of the menu"
She said "I got my own money, I'm just playin, up
I came to handle business, I don't come to fuck"
Anyway, where fuck's at? When they comin?
In a cue-ball 5, pulled up a tan
wit some in the back of the car, another followed
out the Hennessey bottle and took a swallow
"Wait a bitch, I ain't gettin in there"
She said "I know, they came to make we're here"
We need to find a telly, put some up in our belly
a shower and shit, call them fools when we're ready
In the low-key, we're in the switchin fo' lanes
Wit the windows bout to go and slang me a thang
She was lookin at herself in the mirror wit
I'm thinkin to "30 G's wit one kick"
Got my mind on my money, all the cash
the girl don't go bad

They hit the hotel about 10:26 (26)
I told doll to go and give em the kicks (Give em the kicks)
I shoulda went wit her, I knew somethin was
Gave them niggas straight flour and came back to me
Damn bitch, you did WHAT? She and laughed
and said "Nigga, I'm the Fed", pulled out a badge
Said "Come and go with me", ho you must be
Baby talkin bout go to Acapulco
I was down for this shit she hit me
Knowin she the and all, wit her hands on my balls
Started huggin and kissin, even she the Feds
Put my hand on her ass, she caught a in her ear
WHAT THE FUCK? They shot the in the dome
I fell to the floor, out the shotty chrome
Bustin at niggas, sure I get home (BLAOW!)
Caught up in mo' gangsta shit and I'm all
Tryin to smob out, wit the yay and the
Fools screamin out "Nigga, we gon' kill ass"
the strap on the chauffer, jacked a limousine
Do what I gotta do to flee the scene

The good girl bad
The good went bad
The girl went bad
Cos even gaffle boss ballers for cash
The good girl bad
My good went bad
The girl went bad
I'm ta get things I never had

She bad
I thought it was all though
Game'll up on you quick, baby........
But I'm sure all you real hustlers out there what I'm talkin
BOUT......
Y'know, SPeezy 8's in the house, forever
Immortalised, BLAOW!