Luyện nghe bài hát Bright Lights, Big City

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

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

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

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

And fuck the local
And hope the big don't pick up my case
'Cause for these big and these chips, we get chased
Playing ball like the Orioles to get to 1st base

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

I come to ride out 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 you want it with them niggas
'Cause them hammers wont hesitate to squeeze
We on the road, travel the globe
All my homies diggin' cheese

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

Now me rapping the odds?
We the last standing diplomats now in charge
Yeah, 300 for the light
hundred on the hand to watch the ice glow

Another 10 grand to watch the roll
Trying to let you see this how my life go
The bright lights and big city
I'ma the nightlife until the pigs get me

Range Roving, Big Truck
The frozen, big chunk jewelry
girls say he's all semi cool
But you don't want to him 'cause he got a short fuse

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

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

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

Making some chips so the hate's getting
Watch the world through my tint, haze in the whip
Contemplate, maybe take a trip
Ocean Drive heavy glean in my chillin'

Call up cabs, rushing out of 'Wet Willies'
"Eu O Balling", but y'all foolish
Getting locked up for crimes and ya lawyer's Jewish
That's why I keep the Turnie's on the

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

I come to ride out with them niggas, baby, we getting
It's 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 them niggas
'Cause them they wont hesitate to squeeze
We on the road, travel 'cross the
All my homies ain't diggin'

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