Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti

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

I come looking for you Haitians
I stay on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches different races
You get money they started
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new

OK, be hatin' I'm rich as a bitch
100 K I spent on my wrist
Two hundred thou I that on your bitch
Do me a put that on my list
Oh he go in that foreign again
Killin' the scene bring the in
Murder she wrote, or choke
Hit her and go, I call her again
Woke up morning, crib as big as a college
me a pound of the loudest
Whippin' shit with no mileage
Diamonds me a fortune
horses all in them Porsche's
You pussies handle, afford it
$4,200 my
on niggas like Kobe
Fuck all you you bore me
Only the real get a of the plate
Reppin' my city I'm runnin' my
Keep me a pistol then run the K's
Niggas want then I visit ya place, Bang!

Yeah, I'm at it
There go that bringin' tragedy in
Copped me a chain salary spent
Niggas is sweet, bring them in
Countin' money, hourly
Rolling them skinny like twins
is squares, cabin Benz
Neck full of Gold shit
Neimans, I'm the check on the gear
Fall in pussy then hop on the leer
Strapped them choppers in back of the rear
Sak pase, killers is here
Woke up early morning, is tellin' me money
Paper, mula, is fat as a tumour
Millionaire no rumour
my life off of tuna
Want it with me, I the beef
Real only enjoyin' the feast
up a seat, bon appetite
No Louboutin's when that red on your sneaks,

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