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 like 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
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

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

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

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

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

Boy I guarantee I keep thing locked tight
You thugged out a lot of loot
Sweetheart, I'm so of you
But I'm not you break 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 trying to make me
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all 'cause I'm hanging out
I be like 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 superstars came out to
To see the child from around the way
type of thig happens like everyday

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

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

Don't brother me with yada
I'm good with 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 with me like you's a real
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
that other chicken trying to make me jealous
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all 'cause I'm hanging out
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words coming out your
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

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
Getting all salty 'cause I'm out
I be like Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya