Luyện nghe bài hát New Rules

Old school, new school,
New rules, you move, you
of blood, no explanation just because
When it to me I recommend you blend in
Them niggas front my this is spend them
Balls the ceiling fake, yeah
Ferrari 12, you twisted in the street
You can kiss the curb, they can kiss bitch
She got you with the nana,
Fuck around get your ass whooped the lama,
Come on, party people my is terrific,
My write is prolific, but let's be
K.R.S in music, I specialize selling dimes,
the nine, and use it,
Taught us to run from the D's, then come to it,
Bet i make my bitch trip'n the time I use it
This is gutter... hood shit
No question, it's that shit
You ain't felt like this in a
so sick I have niggas in the clinic
I guess I thank you
For motivating me to do things you said I do
You I can't be number 1 all the time
And I can't my money stack up to the sky
I can't get licked by the baddest bitch
Not idolising to me man I'm mad as
And I hate to be the one that say ''I you so''
But I've been ''told you so'' , and now I'm back in

I wanna you, heavenly father
For your light on me
You send me ... me
And now my body
You kiss me happy so happy
He me, I throw my ...
been a long time since I had someone who loves me
I owe my thanks to
And I know, I know it couldn't have happen you, without you
, uhu, you, uhu
I know it couldn't have happen without you, you, without your love, uhu
I know it couldn't happen without you, without you, uhu, uhu without you
I know it have happen without you, without you