Luyện nghe bài hát Rapper Gone Bad

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

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

[ 2 ]
I'm a old schooler like Grandmaster and the 5 that was
Bitches goin delirious even though it ain't serious
You're curious? Well, to these lyricals
Them suckers to knock this, it's gonna take a miracle
I'm seasoned with the that o.g.'s told me
Got laced Luke 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 the show at the hotel Double Tree
Cool, calm and collected, but sometimes I get
Cause suckers sick of the scene like Jack and I'm the Green
Giant, defiant, get dealt with quick
Can't be on ball team unless you wanna help get grits
Let's get rich, is what I tell em, em dreams like horoscopes
They try to fight the feeling, but it's hard to ignore folks
Mac D with the r to the e (me)
Might be at the bar drinkin
In the sheets I'm a freak and a cold piece of work
My body over her like Johnny, Keith and Levert

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

[ 3 ]
A thug like 2pac, wanna like Too $hort
Smoke punks like Newports, get drunk off 2
Bendin corners in ninety-new
Lookin real on my way to see Chuey
Boy, I'm on the air heavy rotation
But I'm a player with a Chevy on Daytons
I'm hi-po, and the five-o can't stand me
Got posse, and Shift, King and Tranny
Chirpin every I shift gears
In that '95 Impala with 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)