Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya Ya

Ah no the out
about to get their lights knocked out
A opera for ya
Capricorn, Cash Money, Nivea, Jive, Miss

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 '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

ATL where pimps, ballers and the hustlers swell
I met a fly guy then we the cells
Under the influence so I can hardly
If he was the one for me
Popy this, popy doing that
Big thangs 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 something I get
We did the thang and you was all crazy
Now you want to pull me up like I'm lady

Front with me like you's a 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

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

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

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 salty 'cause I'm out
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them words coming 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
type of thig happens like everyday

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

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

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

Front with me like a real baller
And I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other chicken trying to 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 coming out your mouth
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya

Front with me you's a real 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 'cause I'm out
Girl I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words coming out your
Boy I be Yeah, Ya,Ya,Ya