Luyện nghe bài hát BAD BOY

This is L. Penny-Feather, and I am here in the heart of Times Square, New York City, and it is just bitch-assness rampant everywhere I look. Up, down, and all around. I just seen about a dozen people walk by me that just had so much in them, it was ridiculous

and sodas are available by concessions stands outside. Get your popcorn.

Does this kid, just really do shit
Smoke!
Talk to this motherfucker right
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke, Smoke,
Yeah!

Someone lit a fire inside the soul of me
Your just graze me, I'm standing, ain't put a hole in me
I to no one, nobody can get control of me
MGK stop trolling me, get over me
You wanna be me, mad that you're not as big as me
I'm everywhere, I'm your nightmare, you get rid of me
a Uber, turn on the radio, mad you're hearing me
"Him & I's" on, mad you're listening to Halsey to me
Can't with nobody with so much negative energy
A pillar in this bruh, I'll be here until infinity
Ask why am I entertaining a mini-me?
You're so below my class, you're reaching, you're not me
I arenas, and all of my shits go platinum
You never seen a plaque and last shit did thirty thousand
It's not a competition, I'd hurt you if I braggin'
Irrelevant in culture, no one gives a fuck him
You got both of my numbers, all this time, you called the boy
I'm headlining, you opening up for Fall Out Boy
Don't play with my name, you fucker, I it's not a toy
Disrespect her again, I'll you, I'm not a boy
Opened up my savage, I don't do this shit
I don't got too much time, be honest, and let's get to this shit
last joint was six years ago
It's a that Flex found you worth it enough to even hear you flow
But I guess you both have something in common, though
You got your spot from you, you're mad about it so
Yeah, why it might sting, but I'm the fucking hive
Breakfast at 105, it's keeping New York's shit alive
We did like 30 shows together out in
You me, but you never spoke, you never tried to square up
Until that night in Finland, I said we got to clear up
You got sentimental and you start to tear up
You told me how you fucked me, and you ain't have no problems
I said it's all love, whatever we forgot it (Fuckin' punk)
And then you all year, talkin' 'bout me
You talked behind my back, this whole time you called me (Be a man, motherfucker)
So why you extra tough? Keep it lit, it's just a bluff
Why's it me and not you that's sittin' ringside to Puff?
I ain't want to bring this up, but to the OG
But don't ever cross the line again, fuck, you know me
Honestly, what's up you? This behavior is nothing new
Jealous, actin' petty, guess I you uncomfortable
Bad Boy treats you like a family adopted to
signed to him, tell me why doesn't Puff fuck with you
Numbers don't lie, I don't either, hear your bullshit through the
You are such a fucking joke, I ain't want to do this
You must hate yourself, I don't understand your
Ironic this what's happening the night that Eminem you
you, bitch