Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya Ya

Ah no the out
Somebody's about to get lights knocked out
A little for ya
Capricorn, Cash Money, Nivea, Jive, Nivea

Front with me you's a real baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
that other chicken trying to make me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
all salty 'cause I'm hanging out
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

ATL where them pimps, ballers and the swell
I met a fly guy we switched the cells
Under the influence so I can hardly
If he was the one for me
doing this, popy doing that
Big under the Cadillac

I'm tight, thoroughbred, it like butter
threw the club nigga as be like what tha
Shorty throwing money at me like a pitcher
Maybe on the weekend or I get witcha
We did the damn thang and you was all
Now you to pull me up like I'm your lady

Front with me like you's a real
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other chicken trying to me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all salty I'm hanging out
I be like Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them words coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

Hey ladies, the word?
Some of these got a lot of nerve
to run game, but I'm about to serve
Gotta have 'cause I love to splurge, Gucci and Fendi
Come me up on your motorcycle
Once we get alone then you can the result
And if you to treat me right

Boy I guarantee I keep this locked tight
You thugged out a lot of loot
Sweetheart, I'm so of you
But I'm not going you the rules
What you did to get it, you to do to keep it

Front with me you's a real baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other chicken to make me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all salty I'm hanging out
I be like Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words coming out your
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

Hey can you feel the new day
All my came out to play
To see the thug child around the way
This type of thig happens everyday

I it real and intensive
Me no speak Ya,Ya my grill is expensive
mean to be offensive
I know you probably run a bunch of scrubs
With tonges
All in mug, talk a whole bunch umm
But me I just your love

Me I'm bucch of
Big but I punctured some
But I'm trying to it up with a bunch of hugs
For real, I ain't just talking mommy
We could get and make a bunch of us
And I know a bunch of girls, create a bunch of
Over wiz but I'm getting at Niv holla

Don't me with your yada
I'm good little mama and she good with big papa
I'm hood and she proper
ATL Shorty and New Orleans Don
Anything is Ya,Ya,Ya

with me like you's a real baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other chicken to make me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all 'cause I'm hanging out
I be like Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

Front with me like you's a baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
that other chicken trying to make me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all salty 'cause I'm out
I be like Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All loud words coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya