Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper Gone Bad

[ 1 ]
I'm a young gifted and black mack, rap like candy yams
And I you put your fist up to your mouth and say, "Goddamn!"
Boy, I got heat, flame-o, a mic, liquid draino
Verbal volcano, love me, cause they know
I'm cut from the cloth real men are made of
get sprayed up with clips of this Bay love
Attackin you with vernacular, dialect and
The Rapper Gone Bad, boy, peep the single
Bounce and shake what your mama you
It's the drapers, can you feel it? Nothin can you
>From the dapper rapper who stay fitted a mannequin
Hoes see me in the traffic and say, "Girl, go that man again"
I'm fabulicious, game
Break bitches like dishes and drink them fishes
Boy, put of that yukon jack in the bag
And come with yo partner, the rapper gone bad

(Rapper bad)
(Ra-ra-ra-ra-rap)
(Baaad)

[ 2 ]
I'm a old schooler Grandmaster and the 5 that was Furious
goin delirious even though it ain't that serious
You're curious? Well, to these lyricals
Them suckers tryin to this, it's gonna take a miracle
I'm seasoned with the game that o.g.'s me
Got laced like did by Obi Won Kenobi
Or Yoda, hold a, mic in my right
And when I'm sleep you know I keep a fat strap in my
I strike men, my height, man, is d
I see us after the show at the hotel Tree
Cool, calm and collected, but I get mean
Cause sick of the scene like they Jack and I'm the Green
Giant, defiant, get dealt with quick
be on this ball team unless you wanna help get grits
Let's get rich, is what I em, sell em dreams like horoscopes
They try to fight the feeling, but it's hard to ignore your
Mac D with the r to the e (me)
Might be at the bar Hennessy
In between the sheets I'm a freak and a cold piece of
My body her body like Johnny, Keith and Levert

(Rapper bad)
(Ra-ra-ra-ra-rap)
(Baaad)

[ 3 ]
A thug like 2pac, mack like Too $hort
Smoke punks like Newports, get drunk off 2
corners in somethin ninety-new
Lookin real on my way to see Chuey
Boy, I'm on the air heavy rotation
But I'm still a player a Chevy on Daytons
I'm hi-po, and the five-o can't stand me
Got posse, Flowmasters and Shift, King and
Chirpin time I shift gears
In that '95 Impala with gold-dipped gears
Put of that 1-5-1 in the bag
Come fuck with yo partner, the rapper bad

(Rapper bad)
(Ra-ra-ra-ra-rap)
(Baaad)