Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya

[Intro: Homie Quan]
Wooh!
Lucci me
Quan me
Yeaah!
Ay man, we some fly rich homies, ya dig that?
go get me a new chain, feel me, listen and say that

[Hook: Rich Homie & YFN Lucci]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a nigga lookin' like
yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck nigga baby got a nigga feelin' like
Yeah yea
Offset rips on all my wood got me like
yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' baby with me
Pull up on the block, gotta go the trap my young niggas servin'
on me and the juice on me, man you know I'm ridin' dirty
Put the G Ali in the H-O-V can't be no swervin'
Yeah can't be doin' no yeah

1: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
I get that money for sure, money up in the house off the shore
I was in Houston fuckin' lil' Rob
Before all the strippin', the galore
the galore I had millions and more
Before the I had been ran it up
Shakin' and shiverin' when I went to
it or give it but I want it all (I want it all)
I'mma take it all, she know I'm gon' do it (I it all)
Tryna get me a hundred million before I go (I it all)
I want it all
Rich baby!
Hold up, wait, it, hey!
I want it all I never had it
Never had nothin' don't do no
from me one time wrap him up and (?)
Then him for ransom, hold him for ransom
I fuck with but I am the answer
in first class boy I'm eatin' bananas
Ooh, ooh, yea
(Ay tell 'em what you got on you)

[Hook: Rich Homie & YFN Lucci]
Money in these pockets got a fuck nigga lookin' like
yeah yea
Pull up on a nigga baby momma got a nigga feelin' like
Yeah yea
Offset on all my wood got me ridin' like
Yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' baby with me
Pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young servin'
Totin' on me and the on me, man you know I'm ridin' dirty
Put the G-L-E in the H-O-V can't be no swervin'
Yeah can't be doin' no yeah

[Verse 2: YFN
I put bricks in the back
I get 'em goin' a fact
They that I'm strapped
I wanna sip on Act
When I pull up say no he can go back
You know I pay cash, you I got 2 on the dash
You know all fuck niggas mad
You know I don't wanna hear 'bout the shit that you had
And I don't wanna speak on the past, bitch you can't in my pad
All of this ice on me, all of this ice on me let's go eat us some karats
All of this money so many problems and I don't need no bitch naggin'
And all of money, man all of these problems
All problems we be revolvin', and if we revolvin' we gon' solve the problems
And I don't really be
The time to cap, I'm 'bout to ask ya
When I pull up they gon' know no askin'
Pour up a four we go and get active
It 4 in the mornin', I'm up and I'm
Gotta get full off muthafuckin' karats
I have it I'm a muthafuckin' savage
yea

[Hook: Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
Money stuffed in pockets got a fuck nigga lookin' like
Yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck baby momma got a nigga feelin' like
Yeah yea
Offset rips on all my got me ridin' like
yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' baby with me
Pull up on the block, gotta go the trap my young niggas servin'
Totin' on me and the on me, man you know I'm ridin' dirty
Put the G-L-E in the can't be doin' no swervin'
Yeah can't be no swervin' yeah