Luyện nghe bài hát New Gang

[Hook: Ray J & Brown]
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang
Got that new comin' in
You see the new comin'
it's OHB, yeah we comin'
Propane got us all
The cocaine got her runny
The strap got 100 in it
If it ain't money 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 meth 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, you ain't gang gang
You never slang, choppin' 'caine
With a bad bitch from
Talkin' slang off the
OHB bitch, new
Stashed with rubber
chips
Some of my homies and some bangin' Srips
22 rims my brims and some lady friends
ends, niggas in my way, that's one to the chin
Pockets on swole, I got a bunch of 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, we comin'

[Verse 3: Chris
up, pull up if you 'bout it nigga
Where I'm from, we niggas
Kamakazis on
On 12 o'clock, you ain't with us
I got killers that do what I say when I
spray fire out that lever
I got homies pullin' up in day
And set this bitch off like
Smokin'
And you was the one you was ready for war
Now you on the ship, you sound a bitch
Can't fuck with boy
that new gang
All my niggas new chains
And I put my bitch in a
OHB in a Lamb' like Bruce Wayne

Ray J & Chris Brown]
Oh you see the new gang comin', new comin'
Got new gang comin' in
You see the new comin'
Bitch OHB, yeah we comin'
Propane got us all
The got her nose runny
The got 100 rounds in it
If it ain't money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'

4: Ray J]
Pardon me but I don't talk a lot
If you ain't talkin' money, what you talkin' 'bout?
The drop take up multiple parkin' spots
Nowadays gotta keep most shooters in got
All about my presidents, hustle, hesitant
who you invested in cause me, my niggas next to win
Money be my kin, I consider it my fam
the drummer like a bam and bein' broke, I never can
Money's all I understand, I speak shit 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 god, welcome to the tribe mob
Plus we out here ballin', bang it down like a lob
rings for me and my fellow squad
Truth 100 like the never lie, yeah

Ray J & Chris Brown]
Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang
Got new gang comin' in
You see the new comin'
Bitch it's OHB, we comin'
got us all blunted
The cocaine got her runny
The got 100 rounds in it
If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't nothin'