Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya Ya

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

Front me like you's a real baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With 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 words coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

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

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

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
all salty 'cause I'm hanging out
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All loud words coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

Hey ladies, the word?
of these cats got a lot of nerve
Trying to run game, but I'm to serve
Gotta have dough 'cause I love to splurge, Gucci and
Come scoop me up on motorcycle
Once we get then you can rock the result
And if you promise to me right

Boy I guarantee I keep this thing locked
You out with a lot of loot
Sweetheart, I'm so of you
But I'm not going you break the
you did to get it, you need to do to keep it

Front with me like you's a baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other trying to make me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all salty 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

Hey can you the brand new day
All my came out to play
To see the child from around the way
This of thig happens like everyday

I keep it and intensive
Me no speak Ya,Ya 'cause my grill is
Don't to be offensive
I you probably run across a bunch of scrubs
disfunctioned tonges
All in your mug, talk a bunch umm
But me I just your love

Me I'm of thug
Big heart but I 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, a bunch of fuss
Over young wiz but I'm at Niv holla

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

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

Front me like you's a real baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With that 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 coming out mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya