Luyện nghe bài hát Brand New

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

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

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

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

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

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

round tha city wit some brand new heat
Brand new car, new feet
Brand new seats, brand new
Put out tha roach 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 brand new
(Brand new)
you bitch, I'm actin' brand new
(Brand new)

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

I'm every bad bitch twice
And if she wear panties then I fuck her on sight
I'm nasty like spice, I what she likes
I could make a black women scream she white

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

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

Ridin' tha city 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)
Fuck you bitch, my brand new
(Brand new)

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

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

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

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

round tha city 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 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)