Luyện nghe bài hát Good Girl Goes Bad

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

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

I gave a nigga 8 G's to a half of thangs
Slang him for 13 in St.Louis, we the lucci
the 13 back and add 500 to the pot
Get a ho from the homey, set up shop
Fly the skies, 30 G's between her thighs
We can doublelise, be leavin me
I was puffin on a Cuban cigar, model
and iced down the draught season, ghetto smilin
In the back of my brain, my is goin insane
Sayin "Chico, why you chucked the in the game?"
but she ain't new to this, she her times befo'
Kick back and close my eyes, thought her no mo'
I'm on a to Chicago, witta fine ho
to start my cargo and die slow
If the good girl goes bad, I'd to do it
but sleepin in the bodybag, toe tagged
The fellas on the plane, lookin at her breasts
dreamin of sex and in a Lex, bodies wet
the sweat from off the chest, what's next?
Four niggas run up with fully Teks, and to get me wet
Shit blacked out and I up, they sent her to Midway
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 girl goes bad
If the girl goes bad
Cos bitches gaffle boss ballers for cash
If the girl goes bad
If the girl goes bad
If the good girl bad
I'm ta get things I never had

We arrived at the about a quarter-to-8
She said she wanna go and eat some and steak
I said "Hold on baby, we continue
you know that's the little fuckin of the menu"
She said "I got my own money, I'm playin, loosen up
I to handle business, I don't come here to fuck"
Anyway, where your fuck's at? When comin?
In a cue-ball 5, pulled up a tan
wit some niggas in the back of the car, another
Pulled out the Hennessey and took a swallow
"Wait a minute bitch, I gettin in there"
She said "I know, they came to make we're here"
We need to a telly, put some food up in our belly
Take a shower and shit, call them fools we're ready
In the low-key, in the cars switchin fo' lanes
Wit the windows tinted to go and slang me a thang
She was lookin at in the mirror wit lipstick
I'm thinkin to "30 G's wit one kick"
Got my on my money, all about the cash
the girl don't go bad

They hit the hotel lobby 10:26 (26)
I told baby doll to go and em the kicks (Give em the kicks)
I shoulda went wit her, I knew was fishy
Gave them niggas straight flour and came to kill me
bitch, you did WHAT? She smirked and laughed
and said "Nigga, I'm the Fed", pulled out a badge
Said "Come and go me", ho you must be loco
Baby talkin bout go to Acapulco
I was down for 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? shot the bitch in the dome
I to the floor, pulled out the shotty chrome
at niggas, makin sure I get home (BLAOW!)
Caught up in mo' shit and I'm all alone
Tryin to out, wit the yay and the cash
Fools screamin out "Nigga, we gon' your ass"
Pulled the strap on the chauffer, a limousine
Do what I gotta do to from the scene

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

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