Luyện nghe bài hát Hell You Sayin'

All we really a kid pimpin', all we do is get fly
VVS shine the sun outside
Somebody tryna you Hustle Gang ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you
Fuck you Fuck you thought?
Nigga you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you taln' bout? Fuck you 'bout?
Nigga you sayin'?

I rainy days, it's a drought for you
Y'all ain't crusin' my
I'm a boss bitch, I let you the rumors
Yea you talkin' shit but not an true
dollar misfit, my money pilin'
All over the lettuce like Island
My dough like a broken faucet
I'm the landlord, you in the housing
In the drive-thru, makin' bank
money, insane asylum
Boss Chase, got her filed
And then I the rest while I'm at Saks shopping
Amsterdam, Germany and
your currency to dollars
It's Iggy bitch, and this boss
Where the pounds at? no topic

All we really a kid pimpin', all we do is get fly
VVS like the sun outside
tryna tell you Hustle Gang ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a lie"
Nigga hell you Nigga hell you sayin'?
you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you
Fuck you bout? Fuck you taln' 'bout?
Nigga hell you

All I talk is money, ye ain't got it, nothin'
I'm on the grind, shinin' like an elevator
Wanna Nigga lissen, call me EL hun
You got a bad I gotta have that buddy
Bein' broke? Nigga please, you can that, buddy
This say he doin' numbers, where yo math at buddy?
I'm in a mothafuckin' socket, can't it
Think I'm lyin', try and take somethin' from me
I'm plugged to the max, pay a dub for a pack
Take it back to the trap, make it jump right
Break it down into O's, sell of those
If I got it on me, it's some more at the store
I know a thousand mothafuckin' niggas in the
Say T.I.P. 'bout you, shawty get it
So you get robbed, get trapped by 80
Just know Gang thug a hella lot

All we know a kid pimpin', all we do is get fly
VVS shine the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang gettin' to the money
that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you
you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga you sayin'? Nigga hell you sayin'?
Fuck you taln' bout? you taln' 'bout?
Nigga you sayin'?

We got them over there dead
Coupe Benz, no roof, I'm without
New shoes, you got this pair yet
Your broad late, kinda on 'cause I had
She in the driveway, tryna fix her back
I had a dick and she ran that
Lapped that, after that, when her care
Killed her with the pole, then let her hang mast
Fuck them, I'm still hoppin' out of cars
I'm a star and I'm a porn star
I you slippin' with triggers and really hit a nigga
By myself, I gotta go get a nigga
Trap Biggie, on track verbally killin'
Sick flow, might Penicillin, nigga
I do the impossible like I do
And y'all pussy niggas smaller a molecule
Out!

I my passport overseas
Where it get dark 3
Never the house 'less I'm awfully flee
Always leave the show with somethin' to squeeze
a little dab of this, a little drag of this
Then she down my pants, grabbed my shaggy dick
Left that home covered in my kids
She bossy, get grip, straight flossin'
Smoke the with little coffee
as hell, no coughin'
I let her talk the
Leave the crib, can't for shit shit
Buck the dome, Milwaukee
so big, gettin' lost and shit
Bossin', hit the club hear caution
Drunk as hell nauseous
High as hell, hittin'
I'm raunchy, your niggas Givenchy
I ain't say it, I ain't gotta wear it
I ain't pay it cause you know it don't cost me

All we really a kid pimpin', all we do is get fly
VVS shine the sun outside
Somebody tell you Hustle Gang ain't gettin' to the money
that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga hell you
Fuck you thought? you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin'? Nigga you sayin'?
you taln' bout? Fuck you taln' 'bout?
Nigga hell you