Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

Yeah, God damn,

2 feet, 10 toes, what you on, hah
If he been with you put your mans on, hah
If them niggas down put your camp on, hah
Still never trust a what I stand for, yeah
Why them niggas from you with the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck they hands for?
Yeah, playing funny with my get your ass hurt
Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas

2 feet, 10 toes, what you stand on,
If he been riding with you put your on, yeah
If them niggas down witcha put camp on, yeah
Still never a soul what I stand for, ay
Why them niggas moving from you the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck they hands for?
Ay, funny with my money get your ass hurt, ay
Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas

Boss nigga, love to see my girl in stunting
Me, polo collared shirt, checkerboard buttons
Still in the hood everyday I ain't seen nothing
in the trap everyday, might serve a fiend something
Juuging round the Zoo, me and Zoovie making
Leaving haters coolie, make 'em how I do it
Boss status, foreign automatics, and my tatted
VVS's, dollars in my mouth, I'm a addict
Niggas always talking, what doing? I'm like yeah-yeah
Niggas say he got it, still ain't paid his bail yet
Me, I eyeball work, I need no scale, I do it well,
Play with me, I have your ass quick, yeah-yeah

2 feet, 10 toes, what you on, hah
If he been riding you put your mans on, hah
If them niggas down witcha put your on, hah
Still never trust a soul what I for, yeah
Why niggas moving from you with the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck shaking hands for?
Yeah, funny with my money get your ass hurt
Yeah, I get you right, get the gas first

My lifestyle crazy, bitches wanna have my
Chasing paper, even when I'm on the lean I'm never
A nigga play, I'll send his ass straight to (?)
the Glock beside me like (?) these niggas out here shady
Mob got me flexing, Wap me up a notch
Everyday out, different city, different thots
Sex filled shawty, 40 in the party
Everyday I pop a tab, drink a (?), bad
Pull up fast, go fast, in and out, one stop shop
my bitch to shop, got it off the block, play with Wap
Get top popped
lavish in expensive fabrics
I ain't had
Flexing on the old me in counting on fleek

2 feet, 10 toes, what you on, hah
If he riding with you put your mans on, hah
If them niggas down witcha put your on, hah
Still never a soul what I stand for, yeah
Why them niggas moving you with the bands for? Ay
That ain't your homie, why the fuck shaking hands for?
Yeah, playing with my money get your ass hurt
Yeah, before I get you right, get the gas

Zoo Gang, we a bunch of young turned millionaires
Get it right, niggas money
Finally a street nigga flooded out my cuban be blinding me
Four Rollies and they out, got a shine on me
Zoo god, got my 30 cars, it no (?)
I turn the crib into the gun range if robbing me
Extended clips get extended, his is like a
Shorty she tryna to learn the way I whip that pottery
I love it she get nasty and make it slobbery
I'm Zoovie, I'm the Zoo Gang, who is stopping me?
sure you niggas come correct, you tryna rock with me
A lot of niggas screaming Zoo and they gon' rob for free