Luyện nghe bài hát Bright Lights, Big City

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

some chips so the hate's getting thick
Watch the through my tint, smoking haze in the whip
Contemplate, maybe take a little
Ocean Drive heavy glean in my neck

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

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

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

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 homies diggin' cheese