Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Guy

You're all a of fucking assholes
You why?
'Cause you don't got the guts to be where you be
Fabolous, he doesn't that problem
He always the truth
That's what it's all
That's what we so hard for fabolous?
So they can their fuckin' fingers
And call me the fuckin' bad

I I'm the bad guy
The is pointin'
Nigga, I go in no clubs without bringin' my joint in
They be fellas why
It's cause the is watchin'
an envious ear, jealous eye
You know how William H Bonnie's
I keep the home two way contact like Johnny Cochran
Be the same dudes, your patience
In hospitals, resting like patients, confessing to agents

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

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

Bitches think all they do is say the child is yours
Quit they job and live off the child
How could you stand there, smile in
I'ma just settle, fly back to Cayman Isle resorts
You better sign a
You me instead of 'it wasn't me'
I'm say "Where you get a key from?"
I the way your butt switches
But none of these bitches

Is worth me askin' my why my nuts itches
If they see how the Royce smell
All day I be my Inbox and my whole voicemail
be ready to light the weed and pull it
Now every chick make me come faster than a speeding bullet
But I ain't into birds like Tony La Russa
I done had the thickest 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 to the bad guy, come on
It's the last time you're gonna a bad guy flow like this guy now
You better way, it's a bad guy coming through

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

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

said to us
Now maybe you can buy
One of them first class to the Resurrection