Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya

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

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

[Verse 1: Rich Homie & YFN Lucci]
I get money for sure, money stacked up in the house off the shore
I was in Houston fuckin' lil' Rob
Before all the strippin', before the
the galore I had millions and more
Before the tour I had ran it up
Shakin' and shiverin' I went to court
it or give it but I want it all (I want it all)
I'mma take it all, she I'm gon' do it (I want it all)
Tryna get me a hundred before I go (I want it all)
I want it all
Rich baby!
up, wait, stop it, hey!
I want it all I never had it
Never had nothin' do no braggin'
Steal from me one wrap him up and (?)
Then hold him for ransom, hold him for
I with Philly but I am the answer
in first class boy I'm eatin' bananas
Ooh, ooh, yea
(Ay Quan 'em what you got on you)

[Hook: Rich Homie & YFN Lucci]
stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga lookin' like
Yeah yea
up on a fuck nigga baby momma got a nigga feelin' like
Yeah yea
Offset rips on all my wood got me ridin'
yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' baby with me
Pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young servin'
on me and the juice 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 doin' no swervin'

2: YFN Lucci]
I put bricks in the back
I get 'em goin' a fact
They know I'm strapped
I wanna sip on Act
I pull up they say no he can go back
You know I pay cash, you know I got 2 on the
You know all fuck niggas mad
You know I don't wanna hear nothin' the shit that you had
And I don't wanna on the past, bitch you can't sleep in my pad
All of this ice on me, all of this ice on me bitch let's go eat us karats
All of this money bring so many and I don't need no bitch naggin'
And all of this money, man all of these
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 ain't no
up a four then we go and get active
It 4 in the mornin', I'm up and I'm
Gotta get full off them karats
I have it I'm a muthafuckin' savage
yea

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