Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Bitch

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

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

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

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

Bitch bad, woman
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 killin' bitches)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not "bitch" as a lesson
But as a weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, while I was rappin' they was up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this world
The little boy one of those little girls
And he she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't wanna her
He think she's bad at bein' a bitch, like his
Momma never dressed like that, come out the 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 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, they
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, good, lady better
They
You're (I'm killin' these bitches)
Bitch bad, good, lady better
Greatest mother hood (I'm these bitches)