Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

Now imagine there's a shorty, maybe maybe four
Ridin' 'round his mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from being
Doesn't know the difference between right and
Now I ain't to make it too complex
But let's say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the of women these days
His mama sings along and what she says
"Niggas, I'm a bad bitch, and I'm that
that's far above average"
And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and
And baby carriage and other things match it
Couple of are happenin' here
First he's relatin' the "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

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

Yeah, now imagine a group of little nine through twelve
On the watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have parental
They the internet better than their parents
Now being the internet, the probably uncensored
They're young, so they're malleable and unmentored
A complicated combination, with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their 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 that they less with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his
Ah, the thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty,
Reality check, I'm not
don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch

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)

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not "bitch" as a lesson
But as a psychological
To set in your and really mess with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, clever misdirection
'Cause, I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little
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 fuck 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 impress that
Just that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an
Bad good to her, she really 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 entendre

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

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