Luyện nghe bài hát My Chick Bad

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now your girl be sick but my girl sicker
She rides dick and she handles her liquor
I a bitch out and fight
Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods's

Yeah, she can get a lil'
Chicks cover up their chests like pasty's
Couple and they all a lil' crazy
Comin' down the like a parade, Macy's

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

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

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

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

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

Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe came
The asylum looking for me
You a rookie to me, I'm in that
Damn, bitch, you a fan

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

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

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

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