Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper Gone Bad

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

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

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

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

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

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