Luyện nghe bài hát The Bad Guy

You're all a bunch of fucking
You why?
'Cause you don't got the guts to be you wanna be
Fabolous, he doesn't have that
He always the truth
what it's all about?
That's what we work so for fabolous?
So they can point their fuckin'
And me the fuckin' bad guy?

I I'm the bad guy
The fingers is
Nigga, I go in no clubs without bringin' my joint in
be asking fellas why
It's cause the is watchin'
an envious ear, jealous eye
You know how H Bonnie's rockin'
I keep the home selling two way like Johnny Cochran
Be the same dudes, testing patience
In them hospitals, like patients, confessing to agents

You smell me, you gotta spray the Wesson fragrance
And you pay way out arrests and arraignments
playas been playin' foul
And I done my lesson with flagrants
Nigga, this how I it ain't just entertainment
I'm what they been to do, not do
I'm the kid, they lyin' to you
You need like me
I'm so F A B O L O U S
Yeah, the bad guy

You need people me
So you can point your fingers
And say "That's the bad guy"
So, what they you?

Bitches all they gotta do is say the child is yours
Quit job and live off the child support
How you stand there, smile in court
I'ma just settle, fly back to them Cayman Isle
You better a pre-nup
You me instead of 'it wasn't me'
I'm say "Where you get a key from?"
I love the way butt switches
But of these slut bitches

Is worth me askin' my doctor why my nuts
If they see how the Rolls smell
All day I be emptyin' my Inbox and my voicemail
I'll be ready to light the weed and it
Now every chick wanna me come faster than a speeding bullet
But I into coachin' birds like Tony La Russa
I done had the chickens to the boniest roosters
Who have trouble gettin' the kid like me to
Ma never see a bad guy like me again, for real

So say to the bad guy, come on
the last time you're gonna hear a bad guy flow like this guy now
You better make way, it's a bad guy coming

on
What type of bad guy give fellas death, females
I my business, my kids won't have to retail drugs
I get over the two way from email thugs
I ride with ratchets, under the C.L rugs
I'm liking you? Wrong
'Cause if I get locked
My won't let me stay unrighteous for wrong
Case dismissed, the D.A likin' the song
Right to the P's, latest pair of Michael's shoes on

When you holla in the club it's
But change the subject fool
And start askin' if I remember you public school
You I done heard dozens, of these birds buzzin'
Talking 'bout I used to fuck with they cousin
FYI, stay the from 'round me
You guys who wanna hear
Somebody or clown me
I don't what other haters do
But if you think I'm for savin' you
Say to the bad guy

said to us
Now maybe you can buy
One of them first class to the Resurrection