Luyện nghe bài hát Migos

You know, rich niggas
You know so we ain't really had no old money
We got a lotta new money though, hah
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm shoot ya)
Hey!

(drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, (thot)
Cookin' up dope in the (pot)
We from nothin' to somethin', nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, the trigger (nobody)
up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a (hey)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
Cookin' up with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, (savage)
We got and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, (hey)

We got and 100 rounds too (glah)

Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
Rackaids on rackaids, got on back-ends
I'm around in a coupe (coupe)
I take bih right from you (you)
Bitch, I'm a dog, (grr)
the ho walls loose (hey)
Hop in the frog, (skrt)
I tell that bih to comfort me (comfort me)
I swear niggas is under me (hey)
They hate and the devil jumpin' me (jumpin' me)
Bankrolls on me keep me (cash)
Ayy, we do the
Yeah, pull up in (whoo)
Yeah, my a choker (glah)
Holdin' the with no holster (blaow)
Rick the Ruler, diamonds (cooler)
This a Rollie, not a (hey)
Dabbin' on 'em the usual (dab)
Magic with the brick, do (magic)
Courtside with a bad (bitch)
I send the bitch through Uber (go)
I'm young and rich and plus I'm (hey)
I'm not stupid so I the Uzi (rrah)
on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends
So my money makin' my ache (aagh)
You got a low Act rate (Act)
We the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
Fat blunt in the ashtray (cookie)

Two bitches, national smash day (smash)

Hop in the Lamb, have a race (skrt)
I let birds take a bath, bae (brr)

Raindrop (drip), top (drop top)
Smokin' on in the hotbox (cookie)
on your bitch, she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin' up in the crockpot (pot)
We came from to somethin', nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, the trigger (nobody)
Call up the and they come and get ya (gang)
Cry me a river, you a tissue (hey)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
Cookin' up with a Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, (savage)

We got 30's and 100 too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and (bad)

up dope with a Uzi (dope)
My is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got and 100 rounds too (glah)

Pour a four, I'm muddy
Outer space, Kid (drank)
me to your bitch as wifey and we know she sluttin'
Broke a brick down, nutted butted, now nigga duckin'
Don't move too fast, I shoot ya (huh?)
Draco bad and (draco)
I'm always hangin' shooters (brrah)
Might be posted somewhere (private)
Still be playin' with and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille
Run with that sack, me Boobie (run with it)
I'm on stage show me boobies (ayy)
Ice on my neck, I'm the (ice)
Hop out the suicide the Uzi (pew-pew-pew)
I up, I pull up, I pull up
I hop out with all of the drugs and the luck (skrrt)
I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm
I'm whippin' into a rock up, let it up (lock up)
I gave her 10

I told her go shoppin' and it all at the pop up (ten)
These bitches, they fuck and suck
And they bustin' for Instagram, get Klout up

Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a (go)
Yeah, dat way, I to trap by the Subway (trappin')
Yeah, dat way, young nigga with the AK (rrrah)
Yeah, dat way, big dyke ho, get the door, Macy (hey)

(drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, (thot)
Cookin' up dope in the (pot)
We came nothin' to somethin', nigga (hey)
I trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang and come and get ya (gang)

Cry me a river, you a tissue (hey)
My is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin' up with a Uzi (blaow)
My is savage, ruthless (savage)

We got 30's and 100 too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
Cookin' up dope a Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, (hey)
We got 30's and 100 too (glah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
My bitch, she bad to the
Ayy, wait, these niggas
I swear to God be my clones
Yeah, hey, huh
Switchin' my like my flows (what?)
Switchin' my like my clothes (like what?)
Keep on shootin' that gun, don't
Ooh, ooh, now she want fuck with my
'Cause the come all out the roof
Drive the Rari, that bitch got no (skrt)
Wait, kind of Rari? 458 (damn)
All of these niggas, hate (they hate)
Try to hide, shoot the gate
Look, go to strip club, it rain
Yeah, so much money they use
Count a hundred in your face (in your face)
Yeah, then put 300 right in the
Met her today,
She to me like she knew me, yeah
Go to in a jacuzzi, yeah
up right to a two-piece, yeah
Countin' that paper like leaf, yeah
Gettin' that chicken with blue cheese,
Boy, you so fake, my collar you snakin'
I swear to God be that Gucci (ayy)
And you know we (winnin')
Yeah, we is not
Try to your song, it ain't move me (what?)
Saw your once, now she choosin', yeah

Raindrop (drip), top (drop top)
Smokin' on in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a thot, (thot)
up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from to somethin', nigga (hey)
I don't trust nobody, grip the (nobody)
Call up the and they come and get ya (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a (hey)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
up dope with a Uzi (blaow)
My is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30's and 100 too (grrah)
My bitch is bad and (bad)
Cookin' up with a Uzi (dope)
My is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30's and 100 too (glah)