Luyện nghe bài hát Bad News

Lloyd in the house, bad news
Yayo in the house, bad news
50 in the house
Bad news whenever 50 it's bad news

Tray pound's in the house, bad
40 in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the
Bad news 50 around it's bad news

A the lil man mad 'cause I'm flossin' bad
I a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I money 'cause it costs to brag
Around here bitches walk around wit the hair a horses head

Rap it get face stuck on them bricks
I don't really to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
sweet like ninety-nine bananas
That's why I got niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers

all want a nigga to stop
'Cause I rap slick to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the know
That's why I'ma be around longer than the foe sho

You and your man y'all should know
That all it is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated the fifth grade
That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch

I don't like you, you like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be
Why
(Ma, Banks' at it again)

I don't like you, you like me
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, Tony's at it again)

Rule number one pick a target and him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their routine
So the second rule please the crime scene clean

Third rule pick a day, rule pick a time
Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sweet
So the shootout you leave him six feet deep

Eighth meet in a fast car with
Use a ski mask with on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say shit 'cause po-po
Fuck around you end up stuck in the system

And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken
put a toe-tag on your mark
And number 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you

I don't you, you don't like me
not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

Go ahead, go against me, I'll hurt your
Stones in my cross the size of earrings
My level's high nigga can't tell
my lips at ya bitch like I'm L L

I smile like a nigga in jail receiving
yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they I was hot
got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot

You put pressure on me you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 don't matter
I'll fire shots at the and watch the sheeps scatter

My enemies never turn friends, my friends turn into enemies
You scared get the fuck around me
Record execs, not to play wit my check
I come through with my knife I'm a pain your neck
(Yeah)

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

I don't you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll be friends
Why
(Ma, 50's at it again)

Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad
50 in the house
Bad whenever 50 around it's bad news

pound's in the house, bad news
40 in the house, bad news
I got a in the house
Bad news whenever 50 around it's bad