Luyện nghe bài hát Zombamafoo

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi
Chopper on me and you know that bitch
Pistol on me and you know that bitch
Living my just like everything golden
When I say that, I'm talking 'bout the
Nigga talk shit, put a hole in him
I bag his bitch, fuck on that bitch slowly
Said you money, then you gotta show me
I'm a VLONE thug, bitch, I'm so lonely
Check it out, diamonds shine in the
Water ring like VOSS
Fuck her once, break her
on that girl like my name Tony Hawk
Had the from the start, had the shit in my car
Duck, I aim with the
Berg, so cold that my watch made me
I ain't never took a loss, keep it a hundred, of
I pulled out Lamb, no Honda Accord
fuck your bitch and then I'll hit record
I the Xan and then I'll hit the snore
Walk on the dead, bitch, I on the corpse
the bands, but y'all mentioning Forbes
It felt like just yesterday, I was
Wake up, I'm swagging in Christian

Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm dressing I was Zoboomafoo
Got and snakes on my Gucci shoes
Poured up a deuce, I up a blunt or two
Your bitch wanna fuck she come through
busting up bricks, I do kung-fu
Good aim shooting, I'm hunting you
Caught a from my ice, ah-choo
All black Ghost pull up,
I'm smoking that platinum cookies, the best
I got the juice, I pour up that
Four pockets full, looking thigh pads
Talking that gangsta shit, no, you ain't that Hoodrich
I keep the in my Louie bag
Fuck on your bitch, give her back, I'm through that
Filthy rich like the sewer, hang with no rats
Designer my fashion, I'm still Act

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Juan]
I got cookies, they fresh out the oven
Juuging and packing, I'm shit double
Four in the 20, I my shit muddy
Fuck on that hoe, I call up her buddy
Rich status, I keep the strap on me
My red bottoms from the hair of a pony
My young niggas murking, scared to be opponents
that fuck shit, we pulling right up on it
That pint don't come sealed, nigga, I want it
I out the bando, nigga, like it's haunted
HoodWolf, me with the dragon in the dungeon
I still a nigga a bale of the onions
Better go ask bitch, I've been getting money
Real Candler nigga, you can serve [?]
I gotta meet the way out in Conyers
I got the paper like folder
Buy the work, no
Real nigga, I ain't taking no dummies
Can't get it the way we trying, nigga, die
I can seen a nigga acting me, stop lying
I'm Pablo the Plug, you ain't sold a
I'm in the concrete jungle the lions
I need the pints, nigga, I buy lines
When I get bricks, yeah, I'm paying for
360 ring, why the would I sign?

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo
I'm dressing I was Zoboomafoo
Got and snakes on my Gucci shoes
Poured up a deuce, I rolled up a or two
Your bitch wanna fuck when she through
Sensei busting up bricks, I do
Good aim shooting, I'm hunting you
Caught a cold my ice, ah-choo
All Ghost pull up, peek-a-boo
I'm smoking that platinum cookies, that's the
I got the juice, I pour up that
Four pockets full, looking like pads
Talking that gangsta shit, no, you ain't 'bout that
I the strap in my Louie bag
Fuck on your bitch, her back, I'm through with that
Filthy rich like the sewer, don't hang with no
my fashion, I'm still sipping Act