Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Guy

You're all a of fucking assholes
You why?
'Cause you don't got the to be where you wanna be
Fabolous, he have that problem
He always the truth
That's what all about?
what we work so hard 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 clubs bringin' my joint in
be asking fellas why
It's the streets is watchin'
With an envious ear, eye
You know how H Bonnie's rockin'
I keep the home selling two way like Johnny Cochran
Be the same dudes, testing your
In hospitals, resting like patients, confessing to agents

You smell me, you gotta the Wesson like fragrance
And you pay way out arrests and arraignments
These been playin' foul
And I done learned my with flagrants
Nigga, how I live it ain't just entertainment
I'm what been trying 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 need like me
So you can point your fingers
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 just settle, fly 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 they see how the Rolls smell
All day I be my Inbox and my whole voicemail
I'll be ready to the weed and pull it
Now every chick wanna make me faster than a speeding bullet
But I ain't coachin' birds like Tony La Russa
I done had the thickest chickens to the boniest
Who have trouble gettin' the kid 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 hear 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 give fellas death, hugs
I makin' my business, my kids won't to retail drugs
I get threats over the two way from email
I ride with ratchets, under the C.L rugs
Think I'm liking Wrong
'Cause if I get locked
My money let me stay 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 done dozens, of these birds buzzin'
Talking 'bout I to fuck with they third cousin
FYI, the fuck from 'round me
You good who wanna hear
stuck or clown me
I don't care other 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 class tickets to the Resurrection