Luyện nghe bài hát Good Girl Goes Bad

BLAOW!
I'm sure all you hustlers out know
every got its thorns

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

I gave a nigga 8 G's to a half of thangs
him for 13 in St.Louis, we about the lucci
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 me paralysed
I was on a Cuban cigar, model style
and iced down during the draught season, smilin
In the back of my brain, my is goin insane
Sayin "Chico, why you the bitch in the game?"
but she new to this, she done her times befo'
Kick and close my eyes, thought about her no mo'
I'm on a flight to Chicago, witta ho
to kick start my cargo and die
If the good girl goes bad, I'd to do it
but sleepin in the bodybag, toe tagged
The fellas sleep on the plane, at her breasts
dreamin of sex and in a Lex, bodies wet
lickin the from 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 sent her to
we was sposed to slang the YAY!
As she got off the looked at her ass kinda sad
the girl don't go bad

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

We arrived at the Court a quarter-to-8
She said she wanna go and eat lobster and steak
I "Hold on baby, before we continue
you know that's the little side of the menu"
She said "I got my own money, I'm playin, loosen up
I came to handle business, I come here to fuck"
Anyway, where your fuck's at? When comin?
In a cue-ball 5, up a tan woman
wit some niggas in the back of the car, another
Pulled out the bottle and took a swallow
"Wait a minute bitch, I ain't in there"
She said "I know, they came to make we're here"
We need to find a telly, put some food up in our
Take a shower and shit, call them fools we're ready
In the low-key, in the cars 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 on my money, all about the cash
Hope the girl go bad

They hit the hotel lobby 10:26 (26)
I told baby to go and give em the kicks (Give em the kicks)
I shoulda went wit her, I knew was fishy
Gave them straight flour and came back to kill me
Damn bitch, you did WHAT? She and laughed
and said "Nigga, I'm the Fed", bitch pulled out a
Said "Come and go me", ho you must be loco
Baby talkin bout let's go to
I was for this shit she hit me with
Knowin she the Feds and all, wit her hands on my
Started huggin and kissin, even though she the
Put my on her ass, she caught a slug in her ear
WHAT THE FUCK? They shot the bitch in the
I to the floor, pulled out the shotty chrome
Bustin at niggas, makin I get home (BLAOW!)
Caught up in mo' shit and I'm all alone
to smob out, wit the yay and the cash
Fools screamin out "Nigga, we kill your ass"
Pulled the on the chauffer, jacked a limousine
Do what I gotta do to from the scene

The good went bad
The good went bad
The good went bad
Cos bitches even boss ballers for cash
The good went bad
My good girl bad
The girl went bad
I'm tryin ta get 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 know I'm talkin
BOUT......
Y'know, SPeezy 8's in the house, Bossalini
Immortalised, BLAOW!