Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Guy

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

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

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

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

Is worth me askin' my doctor why my nuts
If see how the Rolls Royce smell
All day I be emptyin' my and my whole voicemail
I'll be ready to the weed 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 thickest chickens to the boniest
Who have trouble the kid like me to spend
Ma you'll never see a bad guy me again, for real

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

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

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

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