Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad
Tony Yayo in the house, bad
50 in the house
Bad whenever 50 around it's bad news

Tray in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad
I got a knife in the
Bad news whenever 50 around it's bad

A made the lil man mad I'm flossin' bad
I a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money 'cause it costs to
here bitches walk around wit the hair outta a horses head

Rap it get your face on them bricks
I really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like bananas
That's why I got ninety-nine wit ninety-nine hammers

all want a nigga to stop
'Cause I rap slick enough to slip the off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the know
That's why I'ma be around than the hope foe sho

You and your man both should know
That all it is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I hated since the fifth grade
That's why my best friend the pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade

I don't like you, you like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know daily routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene

Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a
Fifth rule a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you him six feet deep

Eighth meet in a car with disguise
Use a ski mask with on your eyes
Ninth rule say shit 'cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up being in the system

And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a heart
Just put a on your mark
And rule number 11, you a body but you not a legend
You better watch you heading

I don't you, you don't like me
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

I don't like you, you don't me
It's not likely that we'll ever be
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

Go ahead, go me, I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of earrings
My confidence level's high can't tell
Lickin' my lips at ya bitch I'm L L

I smile like a nigga in receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers made bail
From day one I came in the game said I was hot
got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot

You put pressure on me when you me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I help that I'm hot
What niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll shots at the ship and watch the sheeps scatter

My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn enemies
You scared get the fuck around me
Record execs, not to play wit my check
I come through with my 'cause I'm a pain your neck
(Yeah)

I like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll be friends
Why
(Ma, back at it again)

I like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that ever be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad
Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the
Bad news whenever 50 it's bad news

Tray in the house, bad news
40 in the house, bad news
I got a in the house
Bad whenever 50 around it's bad news