Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Bad

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

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

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

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

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

Disclaimer, this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a
But as a weapon
To set in your and really mess with your conceptions
Discretion's, reflections, it's misdirection
'Cause, while I was they was growin' up fast
Nobody in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this world
The little boy meets one of little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she she a bad bitch
He thinks disrespectfully, she thinks of that
She got the wrong idea, he don't fuck her
He think bad at bein' a bitch, like his mother
Momma never dressed like that, out the house hot mess like that
Ass, titties, like that, all out to impress like that
like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she in an illusion
Bad good to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play your
But bitch still bad to her if you say it the way
But she think she a bitch, a double 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
better, they misunderstood
(I'm these bitches)

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