Luyện nghe bài hát Brand New

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck you bitch, my brand new
(Brand new)
Fuck you bitch, I'm 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 is Fixodent tight, right

I'm fuckin' every bad bitch
And if she doesn't wear then I fuck her on sight
I'm nasty like spice, I know what she
I could make a black women scream like she

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

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

round 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
(Brand new)
you bitch, my shirt brand new
(Brand new)

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

Brand new coupe, drive it crazy a motha
Sittin' low in tha seats wit tha sittin' under
Got my top top down, it probably ain't summa
But I ride like that 'cause I'm then the others

Damn, no keepin' up with tha brother man
I could spell my in burnt rubber
I'm gone, leave me alone, all tha doggys at
You could wash my 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, come rappin' like thunder
I bet you hide under covers

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

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

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