Luyện nghe bài hát Brand New

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

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

I'm cold a midnight in Aspen
I am tha and tha assassin
on big lights, action
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 grind until automatic
Bitch, I love money, I'm a fuckin'

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

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

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

you bitch, I'm actin' brand new
(Brand new)
Fuck you bitch, my shirt 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 picture nice
I'm fishin' and tha bitches will
It's probably 'cause my is Fixodent tight, right

I'm fuckin' bad bitch twice
And if she wear panties then 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 a white woman scream like Mike
But before she singin', she gotta check my mic
Niggas just and I done lost sight
It's like I see 'em, I only see tha light

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

Ridin' round tha city wit some new heat
Brand new car, brand new
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
(Them too)
you bitch, I'm actin' brand new
(Okay)

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

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

Uh um, I'm so far ahead of suckers
I'ma hafta rappin' in numbers
I promise tha don't stop, they come rappin' like thunder
I bet you under your covers

Ridin' round tha wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, new feet
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 my shoes brand new
(Them too)
Fuck you bitch, I'm actin' new
(Yah)