Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya

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

Rich 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 like
Yeah yea
Offset on all my wood got me ridin' like
Yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' baby momma me
Pull up on the block, 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 can't be doin' no swervin'
Yeah be doin' no swervin' yeah

1: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
I get that money for sure, money stacked up in the off the shore
I was in Houston with lil' Rob
Before all the strippin', the galore
Before the galore I had and more
the tour I had been ran it up
Shakin' and shiverin' I went to court
Take it or it but I want it all (I want it all)
take it all, she know 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 don't do no braggin'
Steal me one time wrap him up and (?)
Then hold him for ransom, hold him for
I fuck with Philly but I am the
in first class boy I'm eatin' bananas
Ooh, ooh, yea
(Ay tell 'em what you got on you)

Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga lookin'
yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck baby momma got a nigga feelin' like
yeah yea
Offset rips on all my wood got me like
yeah yea
Two-seater, is yo' baby momma 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 be doin' no swervin' yeah

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

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