Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya Ya

Ah no the out
Somebody's about to get lights knocked out
A opera 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 loud words coming out your
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

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

I'm tight, thoroughbred, spread it butter
Walk threw the club nigga as be like tha
Shorty throwing at me like he's a pitcher
Maybe on the weekend or I get witcha
We did the thang and you was all crazy
Now you want to 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 make me
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, what's the
Some of cats got a lot of nerve
Trying to run game, but I'm about to
have dough 'cause I love to splurge, Gucci and Fendi
Come me up on your motorcycle
Once we get alone you can rock the result
And if you promise to 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 going you the rules
What you did to get it, you to do to keep it

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 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 the brand new day
All my came out to play
To see the thug from around the way
This type of thig happens everyday

I keep it real and
Me no speak Ya,Ya my grill is expensive
mean to be offensive
I you probably run across a bunch of scrubs
With disfunctioned
All in your mug, a whole bunch umm
But me I just want 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 together and a bunch of us
And I know a bunch of girls, create a bunch of
Over young wiz but I'm getting at Niv

Don't brother me with yada
I'm good with little mama and she good with big
I'm and she real proper
ATL Shorty and New Don Dada
Else is Ya,Ya,Ya

Front with me like you's a 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
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words 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
With 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 mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya