Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

Big Bada boom, Luda's in this
P-ssy niggas clear the
I came through the door, I it before
I'm the in this bitch and you niggas all hoes

Counterfeit rappers say I'm stealing flows,
but I can't steal what you made up bitch
some duplicate rap cloning niggas
I manufacture you hoes put on your makeup

Let me explain, nothing's been new since Big Kane
Flows will get recycled around to different names
But the same, that every verse I spit is insane
Got more styles than any rapper in the game, 11 years and counting
And ya'll get a couple hit records, make some and have the nerve to start shouting
Who's gassing 'em, they blowing smoke up ass, you fired up but I'm just puff puff passin' 'em
Until they roaches, buried in my
Nigga burn slow, better pray like your last day
You lying to yourself, admit it
May not the way I use it but you know you aint invent it boy
Do your research before you a claim so bogus
Thats disrespecting pioneers in the
F-ck the but go ahead and get ya 5 minutes
you front line cadets can report to your lieutenants (sir, yes sir)
See I'm ya past, I'm ya and ya present
So watch ya f-cking mouth when you speak about a
16 times platinum, 6 1s
So I can give a f-ck what you sold in ya first
You's weak, than the Pillsbury dough boy
Don't me expose the truth, you's a hoe boy
make me get on that Stomp shit and get back at it
You rappers aint in my f-cking tax bracket
Why am I my time
Yeah I admit I get a little Ludacris my rhymes, sometimes
But my fans know the difference because "My Chick Bad" went platinum winning muthaf-cka

The nerve of you niggas man, you aint got enough medals on jacket to address me boy
Fall back in formation, y'all line
I was told not to kill a mosquito a cannon
So the next time you nats got a problem
Don't be a coward like a that used to be signed to be going on twitter rants and shit
Nigga say it to my