Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Bad

I get mad wicked, and catch a bad one by the
(Fuck around)
I puff the mad spliffs and blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is twisted, so, I cock the
'Cause shit's thick, some say I'ma of a swift bitch

Negro, funkin' it with the style in ear, bro
To make you Me Like Cape' without Robert DeNiro
You big pussy, so that you have to douche me
You can't me, then my record label didn't push me

I know I'm sayin' fuck too times in my rhymes
But if I wasn't bad, I freak it in the line
But it don't to matter 'cause my shit get fatter and fatter
I'll do the funk in face and it slaps ya

How does it feel with the face of funk?
With the bass in your trunk, weed with the blunt?
I puff, I never got snuffed, bust while I
Your monkey ass off, then I just on the hush, hush
So, if you want a taste of the funk from the
Ask the brothers, why? I'm bad word to mothers

I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad, yo, word to the
I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad
(Bad, bad and a in bed)

I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad, yo, word to the
I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad
(Bad, bad and a in bed)

Yo yo, this out
is for y'all hokey-pokey punk pussy motherfuckers
Just to show y'all I do what the I wanna do
I want y'all to check this on the real and yo, check out

Shake it, c'mon shake it, c'mon shake it, c'mon it
Whassup Whassup now?
Whassup now? Whassup
now?

Yo Red, c'mon, get to the track man
I get out of here

Yo kid
(Aight, aight, it out)

Flexy, I'm sexy when I'm standin' in my
If you can't check me when I'm rappin', put the on pause
And listen to the incredible that I kick, my man
Give me on the backhand then stick
finger in a hole and chop the stick quick
'Cause my lip get to the to still rock the fly shit

Since you're holding your breath, I hold my
I hardcore, so I walk, holdin' my tools
The P-Funk, takes no junk, from a chump, or punk G
I been way every since nine months

So, get down while I rip the raps from my 'cause
My shit's more deep, any tape from Enigma
The gettin' nice, killer brother who pop trash
Basic instinct, I'm a shoot us and they got

Much ass I kick, groove to the mix
My song still pumps when not even mastered, bitch
My shit's chronic, so rewind it
'Cause like eh-eh-eh-eh, beyond, bionic
'Cause I'm a wild and guy, no lie
Last brother to battle me I pissin' in his eye

I'm bad, word to mother, to the Hubbard
Eatin' her curds and whey, puffin 'cause she doesn't
And if you still don't under stand where I'm comin' from
Listen to my nine, where it's hummin' from

I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad
(Bad, bad and a in bed)

I'm a bad, yo, word to the
I'm a bad, yo, to the mother
I'm a bad, yo, word to the
I'm a bad
(Bad, bad and a in bed)