Luyện nghe bài hát Brand New

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm every bad bitch twice
And if she doesn't wear panties then I fuck her on
I'm like spice, I know what she likes
I could a black women scream like she white

I can make a white woman like Mike
But before she singin', she gotta check my mic
Niggas hatin' 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 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 roach light a new L

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

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

Brand new coupe, drive it than a motha
low in tha seats wit tha burners sittin' under
Got my tank top top down, it probably 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 name in 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 of them suckers
I'ma hafta 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
new car, brand new feet
Brand new seats, brand new
Put out tha roach light a 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 brand new
(Yah)