Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Guy

You're all a bunch of assholes
You know
'Cause you don't got the guts to be you wanna be
Fabolous, he doesn't have that
He tells the truth
That's it's all about?
That's what we work so hard for
So they can point fuckin' fingers
And call me the bad guy?

I I'm the bad guy
The fingers is
Nigga, I don't go in no clubs bringin' my joint in
They be fellas why
It's cause the streets is
With an ear, jealous eye
You know how William H Bonnie's
I keep the home two way contact like Johnny Cochran
Be the dudes, testing your patience
In them hospitals, like patients, confessing to agents

You smell me, you spray the Wesson like fragrance
And you pay your way out and arraignments
These playas been foul
And I done my lesson with flagrants
Nigga, this how I live it ain't entertainment
I'm what they been to do, not do
I'm the kid, they lyin' to you
You people like me
I'm so F A B O L O U S
Yeah, the bad guy

You people like me
So you can point your fingers
And say "That's the bad guy"
So, what they you?

Bitches think all gotta do is say the child is yours
Quit job and live off the child support
How could you stand there, smile in
just settle, fly back to them Cayman Isle resorts
You better a pre-nup
You catch me instead of 'it me'
I'm say "Where you get a key from?"
I love the way butt switches
But of these slut bitches

Is me askin' my doctor why my nuts itches
If they see how the Royce smell
All day I be my Inbox and my whole voicemail
I'll be ready to light the and pull it
Now chick wanna make me come faster than a speeding bullet
But I into coachin' birds like Tony La Russa
I done had the chickens to the boniest roosters
Who have trouble the kid like me to spend
Ma you'll see a bad guy like me again, for real

So say goodnight to the bad guy, on
It's the last time you're gonna a bad guy flow like this guy now
You better make way, a bad guy coming through

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What type of bad guy give death, females hugs
I makin' my business, my kids won't to retail drugs
I get threats over the two way email thugs
I with ratchets, clips under the C.L rugs
Think I'm you? Wrong
'Cause even if I get
My money let me stay unrighteous for wrong
dismissed, the D.A even likin' the song
Right back to the P's, latest of Michael's shoes on

When you holla in the it's cool
But don't the subject fool
And start askin' if I remember you public school
You know I done heard dozens, of these buzzin'
Talking 'bout I to fuck with they third cousin
FYI, stay the fuck from me
You guys who wanna hear
Somebody or clown me
I don't care what haters do
But if you I'm loved for savin' you
Say to the bad guy

Whoever to us
Now you can buy yourself
One of them first class tickets to the