Luyện nghe bài hát My Chick Bad

My bad
My hood
My chick do stuff dat ya wish she could
My bad
My hood
My chick do stuff dat ya chick she could

(D.T.P.)
My bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder yours
My my my bad, badder than yours

I'm my chick bad
My hood
My chick do that your chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder than
My chick do stuff that I can't put in words
Her swagger don't
Her won't quit
So fool pipe down you ain't talkin' shit
My chick bad, tell me if you her
She always bring the racket Venus and Serena
All white top, all belt
And all white jeans, body looking like
No time for games, full grown
My chick bad, tell your chick to go

My bad (bad)
My chick (hood)
My chick do stuff dat ya chick she could
My bad (bad)
My hood (hood)
My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she

My bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, than yours
My my my chick bad, badder than

Now your girl might be sick but my sicker
She rides that dick and she her liquor
Will a bitch out and fight!
Coming out swinging like Tiger wife
Yeah she could get a little
Chicks better cover up chests like pasty's
girl friends and they all a little crazy
Coming the street like a parade Macy's
I fill her up
Test her and get drawn like cartoons
Doh, but I ain't talkin' bout
Chick so bad the whole crew wanna her

My bad (yeah)
My hood (hood)
My chick do stuff dat ya wish she could
My bad (oh)
My chick hood (and I'm it)
My chick do stuff dat ya chick she could

My chick bad, than yours
My my chick bad, than yours
My my my chick bad, badder yours

Yo, now all bitches wanna try and be my bestie
But I take a left and leave them hanging like a
Trash to 'em then I put 'em in a hefty
Running the court I'm dunkin' on em Lisa Leslie.
It's going down, basement, Friday the guess who's playing Jason
yourself in you better hold on to your teddy
It's nightmare on Elm street and who's playing Freddy
(My bad)
Chef for me, they say my shoe game crazy
The Asylum looking for me
You a to me
I'm in dat wam bam purple damn bitch you been a fan.

My bad (don't get scared now)
My hood
My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she
(Disturbing the peace)
My bad
My hood
My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she

My bad, badder than yours
My my chick bad, badder yours
My my my chick bad, badder than

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