Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti

We the motherfuckin' best nigga (Mike Made It)
Ace (yeah)
Its over, (yeah)

I looking for you with Haitians
I stay on good Jamaican
I bitches from different races
You get money they hating
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm rich as a
100 K I spent that on my
Two hundred I spent that on your bitch
Do me a model put that on my
Oh he go in that foreign again
the scene bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or
Hit her and go, I won't call her
Woke up morning, crib as big as a college
me a pound of the loudest
Whippin' some shit with no
Diamonds me a fortune
Them horses all in Porsche's
You pussies can't handle, it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on niggas like
Fuck all you haters you me
Only the real get a piece of the
Reppin' my city I'm runnin' my
Keep me a then run with the K's
Niggas want beef I visit ya place, Bang!

Yeah, I'm at it
There go that bringin' tragedy in
Copped me a chain your salary
Niggas is sweet, bring them in
money, hourly trend
Rolling them skinny like Olsen
Niggas is squares, Benz
Neck of Gold Olympian shit
Neimans, I'm blowin the on the gear
Fall in some then hop on the leer
Strapped with choppers in back of the rear
Sak pase, them is here
Woke up morning, mind is tellin' me money
Paper, mula, is fat as a tumour
nigga no rumour
Livin' my off of tuna
it with me, I deliver the beef
Real niggas only the feast
up a seat, bon appetite
No when that red on your sneaks, Bang

Photographs of dope (I see you)
Is all they taking, finger on the Rolls Royce
Is why hatin' push a button on these broke boys
detonation, walk a road to riches bare feet
I watch mama struggle now she livin' free
That's why I hustle for that a key that's 12 G's
I'm tryin' to bubble summer a new LP
You love me I got shooters out the D-League
Signin' bonus hit man that's from thirty feet
Left in a puddle, finger is on a hundred mill
And what it is? Rozay and Ace Hood
We Trill