Luyện nghe bài hát Yea Hoe

[Hook: Thug]
My lil' popping at your brain like yea hoe
My nigga we switch won't do no like hell no
Brand new Yeezy Boosts they you in your face you go
If you got pepper spray you better back up you a foe
I be the richest, I be the
I got an ole bad and she my mrs
I want to it, I want to lick it
I want to bend that over and let's get it

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi
Ok I might pull out in a yea
I got to get my dough I stack my yea
Looking at my white gold I'mma just call some names
Never your bitch salty yea
She keep me
Swerve around that bitch she walking aye
Diamonds on my wrist than 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
Told your bitch suck on the hit and I nut in your face
Me and Thugger do so well on earth we from outer space
Like boy you so bummy don't about money we got the case

Young Thug]
My lil' nigga popping at your brain yea hoe
My nigga we switch won't do no same like no
Brand new Boosts they kick you in your 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 it, I want to lick it
I want to bend that 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 hard she [?]
Ya that lil' she not new
Ya Owens all on my shoes
Ya your [?]
Counting money, money, now I'm the man in my city
Fuck with some Z's, fuck me b, driving around in a Bentley
Went to the hood, got a lil' bitch, bet you Uzi gon' hit her
Uzi leave that bitch dripping
She mad at me out Remy
this gas, popping these Xans, ya you know I'm a lean sipper
Ain't about money why is you talkin? I smack you right with my
Uzi cool like a fan ya
My new she got a man ya
All hoes they my fans ya
around with all these bands ya