Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah Yeah

[Intro: Mane]
Aye, [?]
(Gucci)
Eskimo shit,
Genius, Wop
It's
my partner Rozay
Eskimo shit,
What, nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah,

1: Gucci Mane]
Give 'em
Got lil baby the Chi, she be Chanel
[?] flow, I swear she them solid tips (brr brr)
Said she fuck with Z Money, he signed his (Z Money, it's Guwop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oh
They call me Guwop, I got so much (skr skr)
as hell, in East Atlanta, I'm the mayor (EA)
I Pablo, he told me, Go get Mal and Quill (Blo, Mal)
we so trill (Quill, Wop)
Yeah, 12, I'm a Eskimo myself (brr brr)
Can't sign no snitch ass nigga, would hurt my rep (no)
Found out he pussy, told him keep the and dip

Gucci Mane & Yung Mal]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

[Verse 2: Pablo Juan]
niggas only, y'all niggas, y'all some hoes
Yeah, nigga, we froze, yeah, nigga, we (1017 shit)
Yeah, they didn't know we used to be poor
Yeah, designer, ooh, from my head to my toe
Fuck on your ho, go get the (go get it)
I go get me some mo' (I need it)
Used to trap dope at the (I used to)
Ooh, whippin' the
Yeah, Dolce peacoat (dingy)
I'm ballin' Gucci the coach (I'm ballin')
Step on these niggas, you just a lil (lil roach)
Yeah, rich nigga Lil Boat (rich nigga)
Water on my neck the (water)
Look in my and they say don't approach (look at me, nigga)
Cookin' the chickens on the pot like (boom)
All my blue just like my Locs (blue hundreds)
All my bad, they do the most (she bad)
I be poppin' tags to in the Ghost
Gotta watch your swag, they takin' down
Swear bitches like the jewellery, make 'em

[Chorus: Mane & Yung Mal]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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[Verse 3: Mal]
Iceberg,
I see you hang from here
nigga (pussy), that chopper hit your ass from over here
All these hoes on my 'cause I signed me a deal
Better to Big Wop if you want you a mil'
down on my left wrist, I should've bought a crib (ice)
The just touched down, that's a football field
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pocket full of blue hundreds, need a wheelchair
We ain't had shit, we were waitin' on welfare
Now we up, bitch, we got tucked everywhere
made it, diamonds crystal clear, yeah
Got so much cash, this shit not
I fucked the once, but I ain't bought no hair
We can take a trip, fly on the [?]
Hop out the bitch and I'm fresh in
Yeah, ride with the on the front door
Yeah, 75 on my neck and I ain't done yet
Try to reach for my shit, dare
Can't show no love to no nigga, wouldn't
All the bullshit in and out one ear
They broke, I care

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Yung
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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