Luyện nghe bài hát Yea Hoe

[Hook: Thug]
My lil' nigga popping at brain like yea hoe
My nigga we won't do no same like hell no
Brand new Yeezy Boosts they kick you in face you go
If you got pepper spray you better 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 bend that muhfucker over and get it

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

[Hook: Thug]
My lil' nigga popping at your like yea hoe
My we switch won't do no same like hell no
Brand new Yeezy Boosts they 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 to lick it
I to bend that muhfucker over and let's get it

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