Luyện nghe bài hát Yea Hoe

[Hook: Thug]
My lil' nigga at your brain like yea hoe
My nigga we switch do no same like hell no
Brand new Boosts they kick 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 to kiss it, I want to lick it
I want to that muhfucker over and let's get it

1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ok I might out in a 'Rarri yea
I got to get my dough I my money yea
Looking at my chain gold I'mma just call some names
mind your bitch salty yea
She calling me
Swerve around that while she walking aye
Diamonds on my wrist clearer than blue
Had to get up and go get it it was no way
Now a me and my brother we hotter than summer days
Told your bitch suck on the hit and I nut in your face
Me and Thugger do so well on cause we from outer space
Like boy you so bummy don't talk about we got the case

Young Thug]
My nigga popping at your brain like yea hoe
My nigga we switch do no same like hell no
Brand new Yeezy Boosts they kick you in 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 that muhfucker over and let's get it

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