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 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 bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous

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

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

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