Luyện nghe bài hát Bright Lights, Big City

Yeah, turn it up in your head
Ya know like that shit sound rock music
You know what I'm talkin'
Yea, my man just stepped in

You how we living it up
We all money
That's what he to say
Fuck it, it's my life

is a dream of a hustler
I had the butter and the fiends was in with us
We the gutta, not a team that could fuck with us
And word to mother the thing in every truck with us

Now I was fronting like was and some of my bitches
Was so hard, got some of us sick thugs
And setbacks got some of us tripped up
But the guns we done up so we coming to get ya

And fuck the authorities
And hope the big boys pick up my case
for these big toys and these chips, we get chased
Playing ball just like the Orioles to get to 1st

But the on 2nd, bust on 3rd
You know they with the weapons, get bucks off birds
like I'm playing Chicken with my life
Tryna get this paper moving for a price

I come to out with them niggas, baby, we getting figures
byrd gang, we doing it big
But we towered up, get the I'll need a cup
You slippin' good, can I get a

I don't you want it with them niggas
'Cause them hammers they wont hesitate to
We on the road, 'cross the globe
All my homies ain't cheese

Look the of a trap star
white tees, Nike air's and my fast car
D.A wrap me in the charge
But I just bought some V's and a pack in my

Now me rapping what's the
We the crew standing diplomats now in charge
Yeah, 300 for the show
hundred on the hand to watch the ice glow

Another 10 grand to the dice roll
Trying to let you motherfuckers see this how my go
The lights and this big city
I'ma live the nightlife the pigs get me

Range Roving, Big Series
The frozen, big chunk jewelry
White girls say he's all cool
But you want to cost him 'cause he got a short fuse

I come to ride out with niggas, baby, we getting figures
byrd gang, we doing it big
But we towered up, get the I'll need a cup
You slippin' good, can I get a

I don't think you want it with niggas
'Cause hammers they wont hesitate to squeeze
We on the road, 'cross the globe
All my homies and get cheese

We live life on reality and we flip white for a
You might catch us at the in the lavish V
But watch them And Whites', try and grab a G

Making some chips so the getting thick
Watch the world my tint, smoking haze in the whip
Contemplate, maybe a little trip
Ocean Drive heavy glean in my chillin'

up cabs, rushing drinks out of 'Wet Willies'
"Eu Seuy O Balling", but y'all
Getting locked up for crimes and ya ain't Jewish
That's why I keep the on the tainer

'Cause every time I I'm getting chained up
say what they want to search, tryna tame us
I think mad we from the turf and we dangerous
And my crew icey we playing hockey like the rangers

I to ride out with them niggas, baby, we getting figures
byrd gang, we doing it big
But we up, get the Remy I'll need a cup
You good, can I get a squeeze?

I don't think you want it with them
'Cause them hammers wont hesitate to squeeze
We on the road, travel 'cross the
All my ain't diggin' cheese

I think you want it with them niggas
'Cause them hammers they wont to squeeze
We on the road, travel the globe
All my homies ain't diggin'