Luyện nghe bài hát Yea Hoe

[Hook: Thug]
My lil' popping at your brain like yea hoe
My nigga we switch won't do no like hell no
Brand new Yeezy they kick you in your face you go
If you got pepper spray you back up you ain't a foe
I be the richest, I be the
I got an ole bad and she my mrs
I want to kiss it, I want to it
I want to that muhfucker over and let's get it

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi
Ok I might out in a 'Rarri yea
I got to get my dough I my money yea
Looking at my chain gold I'mma just call some names
Never mind your salty yea
She calling me
Swerve around that bitch while she aye
Diamonds on my wrist clearer than rain
Had to get up and go get it it was no way
Now a days me and my brother we hotter summer days
Told your suck on the hit and I nut in your mother's face
Me and Thugger do so well on earth cause we outer space
Like boy you so bummy don't talk about we got the case

Young Thug]
My lil' nigga popping at your like yea hoe
My nigga we switch won't do no same hell no
Brand new Yeezy Boosts kick you in your face you go
If you got pepper spray you better back up you a foe
I be the richest, I be the
I got an ole bad and she my mrs
I want to kiss it, I want to it
I want to bend that muhfucker and let's get it

2: Lil Uzi Vert]
You told me that bitch was cool, that bitch was
Pull up in my Boosts
Ya I don't no rules
Ya my car it don't got no
Ya hit her so she gon' [?]
Ya that lil' she not new
Ya Rick all on my shoes
Ya bitch [?]
Counting money, money, now I'm the man in my city
Fuck with some Z's, fuck with me b, around in a Bentley
Went to the hood, got a lil' bitch, bet you Lil' Uzi hit her
Uzi leave that bitch dripping
She mad at me out Remy
Smoking this gas, popping these Xans, ya you know I'm a lean
Ain't about money why is you talkin? I you right with my hand
Lil' Uzi cool a fan ya
My new she got a man ya
All these they my fans ya
around with all these bands ya