Luyện nghe bài hát Hyenas

Turn up Lil Yachty
Thugger, Thugger,
Man, aka T.I.P., yeah
Bankroll Mafia, YSL, Lil Duke,
R.I.P. to

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

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 over, I'm leanin' over
Your bitch want it, she fienin',
I got stripes like a zebra,
I'm like a hyena, homie

I don't know where you get your facts at,
But you in half-assed, I'mma max that nigga
is ass in my hood, I'mma tax that nigga
If he run, give you ten if you that nigga
You know you really want my crew to attack, nigga
fire ya ass up, you can ask that nigga
Nah, I bet you'd rather @ nigga
Beefin' all on and Snapchat with him
yesterday I was a young crack dealer
When the trap was slow I put it on the track, nigga
Aiming for eight figures shot, pass nigga
Set the world on fire, your match at, nigga?
AKOO and Gang did thirty somethin' million
seven off of television, put that with it
Now can you that, nigga?
And we ain't even 'bout my rap track, nigga
I'm paid, out the bank
I that lil' money look less than you think
Yeah you you got more, ain't as much as you think
you see than I am everything that you ain't
Like a guy and a real nigga
Sucka ass nigga, don't with him
I had a of solid niggas standin' with me in the trap
Eighteen 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 like
Se en mi casa
Ain't lookin' over, I'm leanin'
Your bitch it, she fienin', homie
I got like a zebra, homie
I'm laughin' like a hyena,

I love all my niggas, I ride for my
They it one hunnid, can't lie to my homies
Eatin' on now, no b-bologna
Still gainin' weight and we to go tourin'
We rich niggas, we hop in the foreign
you play and get shot by the mornin'
Spray a whole hundred with no warnin'
Bales and them scales, before rap I was
hit them blocks, all up in the dead end
This a cold world, I've lost so friends
So fakes, I don't want no more friends
all this money and count all the yams
Used to move and ain't talkin' 'bout no gem
Rubber band by the ten now
Used to be broke, from bucket to Benz

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

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

Ooh, mil',
Yellow, purp, drank though
up on the set with a bitch so bad
Every nigga want her though
My name known in the
Like a stop on a back door
I don't even no Bankroll
get wet for the zeros
Aww yeah, yeah,
Bankroll my
I put on that like Gaddafi, yeah
I 'round, I'm juugin' at 9 a.m. (God)
(Bankroll my Mafia)
(Bankroll my Mafia)

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