Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah Right

[Chorus: Vince
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, right
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, right, yeah right
(Boy yeah)

1: Vince Staples]
Is your big? Is your car nice?
Is your girl fine? her all night
Is you paid? Are your shows packed?
If your song played, would they know
How the thug life? How the life?
How the Is your buzz right?
Do the trap jump? Is the right?
Got your head Boy, yeah right

[Chorus: Vince
yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah)

[Verse 2: Staples]
Pretty wanna slit the wrist
Pretty women be a rich man's bitch
Pretty want a couple kids
Pretty women a new ass, new lips
Pretty women wanna push a
correct and she won't let you in
Thumbin' the checks, she gets it in
on your neck, is them pretend?

[Chorus: Vince
Boy right, yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, right
(Boy right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah
(Boy yeah)

Kućka]
Got an enemy that changes dependin' what
You're
Got an enemy tells you off, blockin' what's efficient
You're in
You pretend to get a better about the lifestyle
You're
Keep that you real
Until every is erased

3: Kendrick Lamar]
Pop 'til fakin'
Pop 'til the pop
Pop 'til he
Pop like on the floor been in rotation
No
demand, I understand my name is only for conversation
New nigga be like "deadass"
L.A. be like "on the dead homies"
I was off the porch like
211, got on me
K-Dot twilight the
Roll like fried and tempura shrimp
Temporary pimp, nah, don't them
Just canary yellow gem, out the fuckin' gym
Swang new Dana Dane, I ride dirty
Paid like two David Wayne's, early
Fade like shadows, the cattle
A bitches for you, is narrow
Collision, the money, and fame, the
The physicist, the chemist, the
Collateral for Kendrick exchange
for riches with more to gain
A sad nigga? Yeah
I don't fair but I bear fight
for my next roadkill for the headlight
Hangin' my last four kills for the highlights
My life, high life, five, bye, bye

[Chorus: Vince
Boy yeah right, right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right, right
(Boy right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, right)
Boy yeah right, right, yeah right
(Boy yeah)