Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

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

I looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on Jamaican
I bitches from different races
You get they started 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 up in the new Bugatti

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm rich as a
100 K I spent on my wrist
Two hundred thou I spent that on bitch
Do me a put that on my list
Oh there he go in that foreign
Killin' the scene the coroner in
she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't her again
Woke up morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a of the loudest
Whippin' some with no mileage
Diamonds cost me a
Them 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 get a piece of the plate
my city I'm runnin' my state
Keep me a pistol run with the K's
Niggas want then I visit ya place, Bang!

I come for you with Haitians
I smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches different races
You get they started hating
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti

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

I looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good
I fuck bitches from races
You get money they started
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti

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

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