Luyện nghe bài hát B*tch Bad

Yeah, I say
Bitch bad, woman good, better
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

Now imagine a shorty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his mama to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from born
Doesn't know the between right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to it too complex
But just say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of these days
His sings along and this what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
Something far above average"
And maybe rhyming words like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and things that match it
Couple of things are here
First he's relatin' the word "bitch" with his comma
And because relatin' to herself, his most important source of help
And mental health, he may skew for dishonor

Bitch bad, woman
better, they misunderstood
(I'm killin' these bitches) Uh, 'em
Bitch bad, woman
Lady better, misunderstood
They misunderstood (I'm killin' bitches)

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by
It doesn't really matter if they have parental
They understand the internet better than parents
Now being the internet, the content's probably
young, so they're malleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad
all I want and all I like in life is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Now let's say that they less with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his
Ah, the plot
High heels, hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not
They don't see a actress, just what makes a bad bitch

bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
Bitch bad, good
better, they misunderstood
(I'm these bitches)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and mess with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in little world
The boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he wanna fuck her
He she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never dressed like that, out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress like
like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an
Bad mean good to her, she nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play part
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a double

bad, woman good
Lady better, they
I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say (I'm killin' bitches)
bad, woman good
Lady better, misunderstood
(I'm these bitches)

Bitch bad, woman good, lady
They
You're (I'm killin' these bitches)
Bitch bad, woman good, better
Greatest mother hood (I'm these bitches)