Luyện nghe bài hát My Chick Bad

My chick bad, my hood
My do stuff that yo' chick wish she could
My, my bad, my chick hood
My chick do that yo' chick wish she could

My, my chick bad, better, better yours
My, my chick bad, better, better than
My, my, my chick bad, better, than yours
My, my chick bad, better, better than

Listen, I'm saying my bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo' wish she could
My chick bad, better than
My chick do stuff that I can't put in words

Her swagger don't stop, her body won't
So, fool, down, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
My chick bad, tell me if seen her
She always bring the racket like and Serena

All white top, all belt
And all white jeans, body like milk
No for games, she's full grown
My chick bad, tell your chick to go

My chick bad, my hood
My chick do stuff that yo' wish she could
My, my chick bad, my hood
My chick do that yo' chick wish she could

My, my bad, better, better than yours
My, my chick bad, better, better than
My, my, my chick bad, better, than yours
My, my chick bad, better, better yours

Now your might be sick but my girl sicker
She that dick and she handles her liquor
I knock a bitch out and
Comin' out like Tiger Woods's wife

Yeah, she can get a lil'
Chicks better cover up their like pasty's
girlfriends and they all a lil' crazy
Comin' the street like a parade, Macy's

I her up, balloons
Test her and guns get drawn cartoons
Doh, but I ain't about Homer
Chick so bad, the whole wanna bone her

My chick bad, my hood
My chick do that yo' chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, my hood
My chick do stuff yo' chick wish she could

My, my bad, better, better than yours
My, my chick bad, better, better than
My, my, my chick bad, better, than yours
My, my chick bad, better, than yours

Now will these bitches wanna try and be my
But I take a left and leave 'em hangin' a testie
Trash talk to 'em, I put 'em in a hefty
Running down the court, I'm on 'em, Lisa Leslie

going down, basement
Friday, the 13th, guess playing Jason?
Tuck yourself in, you better hold on to teddy
It's nightmare on Elm and guess who's playing Freddy?

Chef cooking for me, they say my came crazy
The mental asylum for me
You a to me, I'm in that wham-bam-purple-lam
Damn, bitch, you a fan

My chick bad, my hood
My chick do stuff that yo' chick she could
My, my chick bad, my hood
My do stuff that yo' chick wish she could

My, my chick bad, better, than yours
My, my chick bad, better, than yours
My, my, my chick bad, better, better than
My, my bad

And we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the like a certified stripper
we all alone, I might tip her
She slides down the pole a certified stripper

When we all alone, I just tip her
She slides the pole like a certified stripper
When we all alone, I tip her
She slides down the like a certified stripper