Luyện nghe bài hát B*tch Bad

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

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

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

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

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with your
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up,
Sure enough, in this little
The little boy one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that
She got the wrong idea, he don't fuck her
He think she's bad at a bitch, like his mother
Momma dressed like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to impress like
Just like that, you see the of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an
Bad mean to her, she really nice and smart
But bad bad to him, bitch don't play your part
But bitch bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a entendre

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

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