Luyện nghe bài hát New Gang

[Hook: Ray J & Chris
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang
Got that new comin' in
You see the new comin'
Bitch it's OHB, we comin'
Propane got us all
The got her nose runny
The strap got 100 in it
If it ain't about nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'

1: Ray J]
Pull up to the 'bout 100
It's a lotta Pirus and a couple bounty
I'm in that Wraith with my gunners
105 with some shooters right in front of us
Got that lab up and runnin'
in peace to the big homie [?]
Rest in to young [?] lil homie
Centerville to Fruit Town, we gettin' money
[Verse 2: TJ]
You don't bang bang, you gang gang
You ain't never slang, 'caine
With a bad from Spain
slang off the Promethazine
OHB bitch, new
Stashed rubber grips
chips
Some of my homies and some bangin' Srips
22 rims with my brims and some friends
Stackin' ends, niggas in my way, one to the chin
Pockets on swole, I got a of bands on me
All these model bitches, they can't keep they off me

Ray J & Chris Brown]
Oh you see the new gang comin', new comin'
Got that new comin' in
You see the new gang
Bitch it's OHB, yeah we

[Verse 3: Brown]
up, pull up if you 'bout it nigga
Where I'm from, we niggas
on Kawasakis
On 12 o'clock, you ridin' with us
I got killers that do what I say I need
Bullets fire out that lever
I got homies up in broad day
And set this off like Keef
Khalifa
And you was the one you was ready for war
Now you on the ship, you sound a bitch
fuck with your boy
This that new
All my wear new chains
And I put my in a Mulsanne
OHB in a black Lamb' like Bruce

[Hook: Ray J & Chris
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang
Got that new gang in
You see the new gang
Bitch OHB, yeah we comin'
got us all blunted
The cocaine got her runny
The strap got 100 in it
If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin'

4: Ray J]
Pardon me but I usually talk a lot
If you ain't money, nigga what you talkin' 'bout?
The drop take up multiple parkin' spots
gotta keep most shooters in Harvey got
All about my presidents, hustle, hesitant
Fuck who you in cause me, my niggas next to win
be my closest kin, I consider it my fam
Keep the like a bam and bein' broke, I never can
Money's all I understand, I speak that fluently
Every way, you there, we call that shit truancy
You speakin' that foolery, this nothin' new to me
Ain't worried 'bout hot, I was cool before it was cool to be
Fucking with a triant god, to the tribe mob
Plus we out ballin', bang it down like a LeBron lob
rings for me and my fellow squad
Truth 100 like the numbers never lie,

[Hook: Ray J & Brown]
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang
Got that new gang in
You see the new gang
Bitch it's OHB, yeah we
Propane got us all
The cocaine got her nose
The got 100 rounds in it
If it ain't about nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'