Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Guy

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

I I'm the bad guy
The is pointin'
Nigga, I don't go in no without bringin' my joint in
They be asking why
It's cause the streets is
With an envious ear, eye
You know how William H Bonnie's
I keep the home selling two way contact like Cochran
Be the same dudes, testing patience
In them hospitals, resting patients, confessing to agents

You smell me, you gotta spray the like fragrance
And you pay your way out and arraignments
These playas been foul
And I done learned my with flagrants
Nigga, this how I it ain't just entertainment
I'm what been trying to do, not do
I'm the kid, been lyin' to you
You need 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 fuckin' fingers
And say "That's the bad guy"
So, what they make

Bitches think all they do is say the child is yours
Quit they job and live off the support
How you stand there, smile in court
I'ma just settle, fly to them 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 love the way your switches
But none of slut bitches

Is worth me my doctor why my nuts itches
If they see how the Rolls smell
All day I be emptyin' my Inbox and my whole
I'll be ready to light the weed and it
Now every chick wanna make me come faster than a bullet
But I ain't coachin' birds like Tony La Russa
I done had the thickest chickens to the boniest
Who trouble gettin' 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 you're gonna hear a bad guy flow like this guy now
You make way, it's a bad guy coming through

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

When you in the club it's cool
But don't the subject fool
And start askin' if I remember you public school
You know I heard dozens, of these birds buzzin'
Talking I used to fuck with they third cousin
FYI, the fuck from 'round me
You good guys who wanna
Somebody stuck or me
I don't what other haters do
But if you I'm loved for savin' you
Say to the bad guy

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