Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

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

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

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm 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 bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote, or choke
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
cost me a fortune
Them horses all in Porsche's
You can't handle, afford it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on like Kobe
Fuck all you haters you me
the real get a piece of the plate
Reppin' my I'm runnin' my state
me a pistol then run with the K's
Niggas want beef I visit ya place, Bang!

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

Yeah, I'm at it
There go that bringin' tragedy in
Copped me a chain salary spent
Niggas is sweet, bring cavities in
money, hourly trend
Rolling them skinny like Olsen
Niggas is squares, cabin
Neck full of Gold Olympian
Neimans, I'm the check on the gear
Fall in some pussy hop on the leer
Strapped them choppers in back of the rear
Sak pase, them killers is
up early morning, mind is tellin' me money
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a
Millionaire no rumour
Livin' my off of tuna
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 come looking for you Haitians
I stay smoking on good
I fuck from different races
You get money they hating
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

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

I come looking for you with
I stay smoking on good
I fuck from 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 woke up in the new
I woke up in the new