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 with me like you's a real
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
I be like 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 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, it like butter
Walk threw the nigga as be like what tha
Shorty throwing money at me he's a pitcher
Maybe on the or something 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 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 your
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 'cause I love to splurge, Gucci and Fendi
Come scoop me up on your
we get alone then you can rock the result
And if you to treat me right

Boy I guarantee I keep this locked tight
You out with 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 to do to keep it

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 '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

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

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

Me I'm bucch of
Big heart but I some
But I'm trying to patch it up a bunch of hugs
For real, I ain't just talking whatever
We get together and make a bunch of us
And I know a bunch of girls, create a bunch of
Over young wiz but I'm at Niv holla

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

Front me like 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 words 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
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