Luyện nghe bài hát Hyenas

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

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

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

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

I'm in a car, she in another car
I up to the job, I walk in her job
And cum in her jaw like
Se pasa en mi
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 love all my niggas, I for my homies
They keep it one hunnid, lie to my homies
Eatin' on now, no b-bologna
Still gainin' and we 'bout to go tourin'
We really niggas, we hop in the foreign
Nigga you play and get by the mornin'
Spray a whole hundred with no warnin'
Bales and them scales, before rap I was
Still hit blocks, all up in the dead end
a cold world, I've lost so many friends
So many fakes, I don't want no more
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, went bucket to Benz

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
Ain't lookin' over, I'm over
Your want it, she fienin', homie
I got stripes a zebra, homie
I'm laughin' like a hyena,

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

Ooh, mil',
Yellow, purp, that drank
Pull up on the set with a so bad
Every nigga want her back
My name in the hood
Like a mothafuckin' stop on a door
I even need no Bankroll
get wet for the zeros
Aww yeah, yeah,
my Mafia
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 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