Luyện nghe bài hát YRH

[Intro:
Chasing the macaroni
Keep the rocket on me
naw we don't fuck with no phonies
You can tell yo' bitch we young rich homies
Young rich homies, young rich
You can tell yo' bitch we young rich homies
Young homies, young rich homies
You can tell broke nigga we some young rich

[Hook: Rich Quan]
Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas
We ain't even sign no yet , me & Migos we mobbin
Im like all my niggas violent, all my violent
No Master P but we it
Say all my niggas

1: Quavo]
No Master P but im it,bout it
Tell Yo Bitch we the young rich homies betta slow yo jabroni
Run up on the block shoot sumn
Walking around with that tommy gun
Young niggas in the hood love the satan
When they pop it , chew it like some bubble gum
Can't fuck with the plug , that be taxin
So I had to make a mission like the famous Jackson
Got all these rockets on my body
Lookin a young nigga got go go gadgets
Look at yo bitch n' she
Still beat the pot up Cassius
Make the work like magic
Hit the plug in china town,order up package

[Hook: Homie Quan]
Ok now all my niggas violent, all my niggas
We ain't even sign no deal yet , me & we mobbin
I'm like all my violent, all my niggas violent
No P but we bout it
Say all my violent

[Hook:
Chasing the cheese
the pocket rocket on me
Hell naw we don't fuck no phonies
You can tell yo' bitch we young rich homies
Young rich homies, young homies
You can tell yo' bitch we some rich homies
rich homies, young rich homies
You can tell broke nigga we young rich homies

[Hook 1: Homie Quan]
Ok Now all my niggas violent, all my niggas
We even sign no deal yet , me & migos we mobbin
Im like all my violent, all my niggas violent
No Master P but we it
Say all my niggas

2: Offset]
Young, rich and we
me down, no Boosie
Blue diamonds, no
I got J's nigga, Pookie
I'm cookin them dueces
Steven Spielberg, make
You smoking on that and we smoking on them cookies
Woke up in a mansion, but I went to sleep in trenches
Started off in them Honda now Im riding in them Bentleys
Yo bitch fuck with a young nigga, Im her like Timothy
Them bullets just like Ritalin, make a nigga calm instantly

[Verse 3:
Ask yo mama! Ask yo bitch!
I grab the fork and I up a brick
I grab the and I pour up 6 (I'm pouring it!)
Activis, I do Quality (Lean)
Lettuce and cabbage and (Cash!)
I'm up catfish, tilapia, (fishes!), and I got flounders
Got yo bitch fucking on (Smash!)
Hell nah we fuck wit no phonies and you can tell yo bitch we some young rich homies (yo bitch!!)
Just left my jeweler, so much ice on my got pneumonia
Guisepppe stepper, Christian Lubuiton's, and Margiela
(The stove hot the hot middle of the summer wearing leather!)