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 have that problem
He tells the truth
That's what all about?
That's we work so hard for fabolous?
So can point their fuckin' fingers
And call me the fuckin' bad

I I'm the bad guy
The is pointin'
Nigga, I don't go in no clubs bringin' my joint in
They be asking why
cause the streets is watchin'
With an ear, jealous eye
You how William H Bonnie's rockin'
I the home selling two way contact like Johnny Cochran
Be the same dudes, testing patience
In them hospitals, resting like patients, confessing to

You smell me, you gotta spray the Wesson like
And you pay your way out and arraignments
These playas playin' foul
And I done learned my with flagrants
Nigga, this how I live it ain't entertainment
I'm what they 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 people like me
So you can point your fuckin'
And say "That's the bad guy"
So, they make you?

Bitches think all gotta 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 them Cayman resorts
You better sign a
You catch me instead of 'it me'
I'm say "Where you get a key from?"
I the way your butt switches
But of these slut bitches

Is worth me askin' my why my nuts itches
If see how the Rolls Royce smell
All day I be emptyin' my and my whole voicemail
I'll be ready to light the and pull it
Now every wanna make me come faster than a speeding bullet
But I ain't into coachin' birds like Tony La
I done had the chickens to the boniest roosters
Who trouble gettin' the kid like me to spend
Ma never 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 hear a bad guy flow this guy now
You make way, it's a bad guy coming through

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What type of bad guy give fellas death, females
I makin' my business, my won't have to retail drugs
I get threats over the two way email thugs
I ride ratchets, clips under the C.L rugs
Think I'm liking you?
'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 pair of Michael's on

When you holla in the club cool
But don't change the fool
And askin' if I remember you from public school
You know I done dozens, of these birds buzzin'
Talking I used 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 what other do
But if you think I'm for savin' you
Say to the bad guy

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