Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

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

I looking for you with Haitians
I smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different
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

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm as a bitch
100 K I that on my wrist
Two hundred I spent that on your bitch
Do me a put that on my list
Oh there he go in that again
Killin' the scene the coroner in
she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I call her again
Woke up early morning, as big as a college
me a pound of the loudest
Whippin' some with no mileage
cost me a fortune
Them all in them Porsche's
You pussies handle, afford it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on niggas like
all you haters you bore me
Only the real get a of the plate
Reppin' my I'm runnin' my state
Keep me a pistol run with the K's
Niggas want beef then I ya place, Bang!

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

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

I come looking for you Haitians
I stay smoking on good
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

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

I looking for you with Haitians
I smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different
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