Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Hipster

Hey! Williamsburg Brooklyn, up
I see you, red
Uh huh skinny jeans and it's season
cups, bottom's up
Let's change the people, hands in the air
Leggo, that's what they say in

Spend a lot of money at the tattoo on weekends
Spend a lot of on indie concert tickets
And I might fly to Amsterdam
To with a friend of mine
shades hide the party
I had at my last night
At 4:30 it to Grace Jones day I feel so fly
Oho, a run I'm so tired
Starbucks I'm so wired
Tryina the world, aye

I'm a rich
I with thirty thousandaires, yeah
A really, rich hipster
The lives in here
Point to heart

(Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse)
you go on? (Uniform, yet not the norm)
(Homemade T-shirt, tattoos, Converse, uniform)
You look (Yet not the norm)

We all try to be different but all alike
Sharing art and we all bleed red tonight
I hit the club, promise to show me love
No matter who you are, can get along
a new stranger, make a new friend
Never maybe a friend to the end
American to and back again
Wave your when you wave your flag
That's right, I said your love
When you wave flag, be rich

I'm a hipster
I hang with thirty thousandaires,
I'm a rich hipster, my lives in here
Point to your

She so ahead of the
get on her nerves
A thrift store for
And I'm hoping that knows her worth
my loafer she deserve of this that's and
Williamsburg with the riff of course
gonna fall behind
For the and the fashion forward
OK, OK for the photo
Cafe tryna find a couple Soho's
Approximately, my street, just me
The cops do, but cabs don't I'm dark
Dior, Margiela, Givenchy
Cool people in is how I see it
Greene Street, I'm just some Nasir
If I ruled the build a ghetto with non fear
And will cover Obama and Romney
And the only beef
Is to fucking on me

I'm a hipster
I hang with thirty thousandaires, one aha
I'm a rich hipster, my richness lives in
Point to your

I'm a rich
I hang thirty thousandaires, I do, uh huh
I'm a rich hipster, my lives in here
Point to your