Luyện nghe bài hát New Gang

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

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

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

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

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
Propane got us all
The got her nose runny
The strap got 100 in it
If it ain't about money nigga, you sayin' nothin'

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

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