Luyện nghe bài hát Hyenas

Turn up with Lil
Thugger, Thugger,
Trouble Man, aka T.I.P.,
Mafia, YSL, Lil Duke, slat
R.I.P. to

You run, we gon' come for you
My I.V. is red like
I fuck on that bitch like a star
Hit me up I'm on tour
I'mma unlock the card if you it
We gon' fuck on that girlif she
These lil' niggas not eatin', they
Her friend got her goin' and goin'

I'm in a car, she in another car
I pull up to the job, I in her job
And cum in her jaw like
Se en mi casa
lookin' over, I'm leanin' over
Your want it, she fienin', homie
I got stripes a zebra, homie
I'm laughin' like a hyena,

I know where you get your facts at, nigga
But you come in half-assed, I'mma max nigga
Catch is ass in my hood, I'mma tax nigga
If he run, give you ten if you catch nigga
You you don't really want my crew to attack, nigga
fire ya ass up, you can ask that nigga
Nah, I bet rather @ that nigga
all on Instagram and Snapchat with him
Just I was a young crack dealer
When the trap was slow I put it on the fast track,
Aiming for eight figures shot, that nigga
Set the world on fire, your match at, nigga?
AKOO and Hustle Gang did thirty million
Another seven off of television, put that it
Now can you match that,
And we ain't even talkin' 'bout my rap track,
I'm paid, out the bank
I make that lil' money look less you think
Yeah you think you got more, as much as you think
you see than I am everything that you ain't
Like a stand-up guy and a nigga
Sucka ass nigga, deal with him
I had a bunch of solid niggas with me in the trap
years later and I'm still with 'em

I'm in a foreign car, she in car
I up to the job, I walk in her job
And cum in her jaw shotta
Se pasa en mi
Ain't lookin' over, I'm leanin'
Your want it, she fienin', homie
I got stripes a zebra, homie
I'm laughin' like a hyena,

I love all my niggas, I for my homies
keep it one hunnid, can't lie to my homies
Eatin' on turkey now, no
Still gainin' weight and we to go tourin'
We really niggas, we hop in the foreign
Nigga you play and get by the mornin'
a whole hundred shots with no warnin'
Bales and them scales, rap I was rich
hit them blocks, all up in the dead end
This a cold world, I've lost so many
So many fakes, I don't want no friends
Stack all this money and all the yams
Used to move and ain't talkin' 'bout no gem
band racks by the ten now
Used to be broke, went from to Benz

I'm in a car, she in another car
I up to the job, I walk in her job
And cum in her jaw shotta
Se en mi casa
lookin' over, I'm leanin' over
Your bitch want it, she fienin',
I got stripes like a zebra,
I'm laughin' a hyena, homie

Spent the eight on my chain
Don't you diss, speak on my
I'm the same nigga, shit changed
Never got far the pussy nigga thing
No we are not the same, stay in lane
niggas leasin' their rings, it ain't what you think
This niggas actin' like so hard
Make a pussy park my car
All these niggas try to sound like me
Shit, they get too far
Lil'

Ooh, mil',
Yellow, purp, that though
Pull up on the set with a so bad
Every nigga want her though
My known in the hood
a mothafuckin' stop on a back door
I even need no Bankroll
get wet for the zeros
Aww yeah, yeah,
my Mafia
I put on that like Gaddafi, yeah
I ride 'round, I'm at 9 a.m. (God)
(Bankroll my Mafia)
(Bankroll my Mafia)

I'm in a foreign car, she in car
I up to the job, I walk in her job
And cum in her jaw shotta
Se en mi casa
Ain't over, I'm leanin' over
bitch want it, she fienin', homie
I got stripes like a zebra,
I'm laughin' like a hyena,