Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Hipster

Hey! Williamsburg Brooklyn, up
I see you, red
Uh huh skinny and it's beanie season
Coffee cups, up
Let's the world people, hands in the air
Leggo, that's they say in Paris

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

I'm a hipster
I hang with thousandaires, yeah
A really, really hipster
The lives in here
to your 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 love we all bleed red
I hit the club, promise to show me love
No who you are, y'all can get along
a new stranger, make a new friend
Never maybe a friend to the end
American to London and back
Wave your love when you wave your
That's right, I wave 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 heart

She so of the curb
get on her nerves
A thrift for furs
And I'm that miss knows her worth
my loafer she deserve of this and mores
Williamsburg with the raff of course
Bills gonna behind
For the and the fashion forward
OK, OK smile for the
Cafe Havana tryna find a couple
Approximately, my street, watch me
The cops do, but don't I'm dark skin
Chris Dior, Margiela,
Cool in costumes is how I see it
Greene Street, I'm just playing some
If I the world build a ghetto with non fear
And will cover Obama and Romney
And the lucrative beef
Is to rely on me

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

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