Luyện nghe bài hát Bugatti (Remix)

We the motherfuckin' best (Mike Will Made It)
Ace (yeah)
Its over, (yeah)

I looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on Jamaican
I bitches from different races
You get money started hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new

OK, niggas be hatin' I'm as a bitch
100 K I that on my wrist
Two thou I spent that on your bitch
Do me a put that on my list
Oh there he go in that foreign
Killin' the bring the coroner in
she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her
Woke up morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a of the loudest
Whippin' some shit with no
Diamonds cost me a
Them horses all in them
You can't handle, afford it
$4,200 my
Ballin' on niggas like
Fuck all you you bore me
the real get a piece of the plate
Reppin' my I'm runnin' my state
Keep me a pistol run with the K's
Niggas want beef then I ya place, Bang!

I come looking for you with
I smoking on good Jamaican
I bitches from different races
You get money started hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I woke up in the new

Yeah, I'm at it
There go that bringin' tragedy in
Copped me a chain your spent
Niggas is sweet, them cavities in
Countin' money, hourly
Rolling them skinny like twins
Niggas is squares, Benz
Neck full of Olympian shit
Neimans, I'm blowin the on the gear
Fall in some pussy hop on the leer
Strapped with choppers in back of the rear
Sak pase, killers is here
Woke up morning, mind is tellin' me money
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a
Millionaire nigga no
my life off of tuna
Want it with me, I the beef
Real niggas enjoyin' the feast
Pull up a seat, bon
No Louboutin's when that red on sneaks, Bang

I come for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different
You get money started hating
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti
I up in the new Bugatti

Photographs of dope (I see you)
Is all they taking, finger prints on the Royce
Is why hatin' push a button on these broke boys
That's detonation, a road to riches bare feet
I watch mama struggle now she care free
That's why I hustle for that half a key 12 G's
I'm to bubble every summer a new LP
You gotta love me I got out the D-League
Signin' hit that man that's from thirty feet
Left in a puddle, prints is on a hundred mill
And it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood
We hella

I come looking for you Haitians
I stay smoking on Jamaican
I fuck from different races
You get money they hating
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti
I woke up in the new
I up in the new Bugatti