Luyện nghe bài hát Brand New

Ridin' tha city wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, new feet
Brand new seats, new smell
Put out tha light a brand new L

Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' new
you bitch, my shirt brand new
Fuck you bitch, my shoes new
Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' new

I'm cold like a in Aspen
I am tha president and tha
Cameras on big lights,
Welcome to the show, I am tha attraction

Money in tha mattress, in tha attic
on my mind, money is my habit
Stay on tha until money's automatic
Bitch, I money, I'm a fuckin' fanatic

strapped, gripped tight graspin'
Say Who me? Click clack, blast 'em
Chrome 24s, tires thin like
Gotta ride big I am like a captain

You I'm a boss, chillin', relaxin'
Probably in my office doin' my
You niggas so not in my bracket
And I don't even time to practice

Ridin' round tha wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, brand new
Brand new seats, brand new
Put out tha light a brand new L

Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' new
(Brand new)
you bitch, my shirt brand new
(Brand new)

Fuck you bitch, my brand new
(Brand new)
you bitch, I'm actin' brand new
(Brand new)

Ice, ridiculous
Ya camera has never seen a this nice
I'm fishin' and tha will bite
It's probably 'cause my game is Fixodent tight,

I'm fuckin' every bad twice
And if she doesn't wear panties I fuck her on sight
I'm nasty spice, I know what she likes
I could make a black scream like she white

I can make a woman scream like Mike
But she start singin', she gotta check my mic
Niggas just hatin' and I done sight
like I don't see 'em, I only see tha light

Talkin' that shit but you just hype
I hope you bring ya gun to tha fight,
V tennis shoes, big brown stripe
You you fresh shit, nigga, I'm ripe

Ridin' round tha city wit some brand new
Brand new car, new feet
Brand new seats, new smell
Put out tha light a brand new L

Fuck you bitch, I'm brand new
(Brand new)
Fuck you bitch, my brand new
(Brand new)

you bitch, my shoes brand new
(Them too)
Fuck you bitch, I'm brand new
(Okay)

Brand new coupe, drive it crazy a motha
Sittin' low in tha seats wit tha burners under
Got my tank top top down, it probably summa
But I ride like that 'cause I'm hotter then the

Damn, no keepin' up with tha brother man
I could spell my in burnt rubber
I'm gone, me alone, all tha doggys at supper
You wash my plate and put it back in tha cupboard

Uh um, I'm so far ahead of them
hafta start rappin' in numbers
I promise tha flows don't stop, they rappin' like thunder
I bet you hide under covers

Ridin' round tha wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, brand new
new seats, brand new smell
Put out tha light a brand new L

Fuck you bitch, I'm brand new
(Brand new)
Fuck you bitch, my shirt new
(Brand new)

Fuck you bitch my shoes new
(Them too)
Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' new
(Yah)