Luyện nghe bài hát New Gang

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

1: Ray J]
Pull up to the club 100
It's a lotta Pirus and a bounty hunters
I'm whippin' in that Wraith my gunners
105 west some shooters right in front of us
Got meth lab up and runnin'
in peace to the big homie [?]
Rest in peace to [?] lil homie
From Centerville to Town, we gettin' money
2: Luvaboy TJ]
You don't bang bang, you gang gang
You never slang, choppin' 'caine
With a bad from Spain
Talkin' slang off the
OHB bitch, new
Stashed with grips
Stackin'
Some of my homies Bloods and some Srips
22 rims with my and some lady friends
Stackin' ends, in my way, that's one to the chin
Pockets on swole, I got a bunch of on me
All these model bitches, they keep they hands off me

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

[Verse 3: Chris
Pull up, pull up if you it nigga
Where I'm from, we body
Kamakazis on
On 12 o'clock, you ain't ridin' us
I got killers that do what I say when I
Bullets spray out that lever
I got pullin' up in broad day
And set this bitch off Keef
Khalifa
And you was the one sayin' you was for war
Now you on the ship, you like a bitch
Can't fuck with boy
This new gang
All my niggas wear new
And I put my bitch in a
OHB in a black like Bruce Wayne

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

4: Ray J]
Pardon me but I usually talk a lot
If you ain't talkin' money, nigga you talkin' 'bout?
The drop head up multiple parkin' spots
Nowadays gotta keep most shooters in got
All about my presidents, hustle, hesitant
Fuck who you invested in cause me, my niggas 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 that shit fluently
Every way, you never there, we call shit truancy
You speakin' that foolery, this nothin' new to me
Ain't worried who's hot, I was cool before it was cool to be
Fucking with a triant god, welcome to the mob
Plus we out here ballin', it down like a LeBron lob
Championship for me and my fellow squad
Truth 100 the numbers never lie, yeah

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