Luyện nghe bài hát B*tch Bad

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

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

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through
On the internet videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't matter if they have parental clearance
They the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the content's probably
They're young, so they're and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no
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 they less concerned him
And more the video girl acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the plot
High heels, hair, fat booty, slim
check, I'm not trippin'
They see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a psychological
To set in your mind and really mess your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little
The boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she of that sexually
She got the idea, he don't wanna fuck her
He think bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never like that, come out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, breasts like that, all out to like that
like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really 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 entendre

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

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