Luyện nghe bài hát The Bum-Bitch Ballad

Yo, up Zone man?
Yo, craculatin', man?
Yeah, you got a lot of folks mad year, man
That bitch magna t-shirt out on stage, yeah, yeah

All that shit, man, people got
Yo, let me tell these something, man
Yo, if you you got it going on, we cool
I talking bad about you

But to the girls that's getting
I mean you must be talking to you if you're mad
Look like the girls right around from the Cafe
Yo, break it on down, man, it on down

Every time I do a show, I beef with these weak ass groups
And headwrap drinkin' wheat grass juice
Offended by my and how I behave
Just I ain't rockin' dashiki's and braids

But if you know you a bitch then you wouldn't get mad
a fake Mya Angelou, stunt, get a job, bitch
The Metro, The Scholar to The Poet's
You got mad, a biatch and you know it that way, bitch

To the fake-ass activist headwrap on the low kidnappin' dicks
Bitch, stop starin' like I out of Bellvue
If you for enlightened, men, I can't help you
You got your degree? You can be a bitch

If you your baby's father maybe you wouldn't be a bitch
(Asshole)
Who the you mean, me?
Stunt, you be out of your mind
Must be in the green tea

And some of these used to dance on the table
Now they on me, actin' educational
You can get mad, turn in the face
But when I pee, I hit your so I don't ruin the drapes

Bitch, bitch, bitch,
Bitch, bitch, bitch,

Oh, I see how going down
You what I'm saying?
Yo, if it don't apply to you, you gonna get mad
But, yo, it ain't only a thing

Some of these dudes is too, man
I'm gonna talk the fellas quick
Hey, you're talking about my
I'ma start about these punk ass cats,

are quick to get mad but it's hard to remember
You can still be a bitch of gender
at me like a Muslim, nigga
I saw you in Florida with a hot dog, bitch, stop

You a bitch 'cuz you told me, "Stay forever"
Fuck you, I want a Caddy with dice in the mirror
Catch any DJ 6 joints of mine on a mix tape
We this year

or on stage, you took time to diss me?
Thanks for the promotion, I was
Male or female, if the fits you
Blow me in the key of F sharp,

Listen, you no-job having, motherfucker
You need to to respect a righteous sister
I went to a and all I heard was bitch this, bitch that
Me and my fellow sisters, we don't play shit, nigga

You grabbing yourself on stage? That's not
bullshit, where is the uplifting message?
You don't deserve a goddess like me
So fuck you,

Hey, what about me? nothing but a bitch
Bitch, the bitch, yo, bitch
be callin' me no bitch, bitch
Who you 'bout? You, bitch

bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Fuck you, bitch, and goin'
Now wait a minute, you're talking my sister
Fifty-cent drinkin', bitch