Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Bad

(Calling all cars, all cars)
(Be on the lookout for a tall light-skinned brother dimples)
(Wearing a black Kangol, sweatsuit, chain, and sneakers)
(Last seen on Farmers Boulevard east)
(Alias L.L. J)
(He's bad)

No rapper can rap quite I can
take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand
Not the Mafioso I'm a MC cop
you say, "Go L.L. and do the wop"

If you you can out rhyme me, yeah boy I bet
Cause I met a motherfucker who can do that yet
Trendsetter I'm better my rhymes are
I got a name plate that says I wish you would

And when rap then I gotta join in and
Before my rhyme is you know I'm a win
Cool J has arrived so you better way
Ask in the crowd they say the kid don't play!

Sparring competition my hobby and job
I wear a disguise because I don't own the mob
Got a rap that makes you feel trapped
So many on my jock I think my phone here is tapped

I'm bad
(Cool J)
(Cool J)
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I'm like icin' I'm a soldier at war
I'm makin' you don't try to battle me no more
Got concrete rhymes been rappin' for ten and
Even when I'm braggin' I'm sincere

MC's can't win I 'em rust like tin
They call me Jaws my hat is a shark's fin
Because I'm bad as can be got my voice all
Some brothers think he's making now he must have relaxed

I couldn't shouldn't and it'll stay way
The best rapper you've heard is L.L. J
take a look at what I've done
Used to rock in my now I'm number one

And can on time never standin' on lime
You to try me first you better learn how to rhyme
I'm the that means I reign supreme
And I'm I'll crush you like a jelly bean

I'm bad
I eliminate cut 'em up in chunks
You were souped you me and your ego shrunk
I'm devastating I'm so good it's a
Cause I eat rappers like a they call me insane

I'm as strong as a of course you know I am pull
I enjoy I'm doing plus I'm paid in full
Not Buckaroo but busted out as I
Say the kind of rhymes that MC's withstand I tie

Never retire or put my mike on the
The baddest in the history of rap itself
Not bitter or mad provin' I'm bad
You want a hit give me a plus a pen and a pad

they retreat cause they know I can beat 'em
And eat 'em in a and the ref won't cheat 'em
I'm the best out all rookies
So forget eat Cool J cookies

I'm bad
(Cool J)
(Cool J)
(Cool J)
(Cool J J J)
(Cool J J J)
(C J)

Never no never
Never no Levis battle me why try
treat you like a stepchild so tell mommy bye bye
Sparrin' and I'm a never get with
When I retire get worship like a old battleship

L.L. I'm bad other know
When I enter the center they say, "Yo, yo he go!"
My paycheck's large Mr. Bogart in
Not a puncher or hunter a rap cool large

The original Todd how to be hard
the skin off a snake and split a pea from a pod
You're a novice I'm and I decipher my tongue
Not the Hun but no I'm Threwler his son

My pulse like rack and pinion in a Jag
You try to you get your rhymes from a grab-bag
No good scavenger catfish
My tongue's a chisel in this sculpture

I'm bad
(Think I'm gonna backup)
(Think I'm gonna backup)
(What you need for?)
(Yo this is L.L. J)
(And you'll never catch me so even try it)
(I'm too bad for ya, understand)
I'm bad!