Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, let's around

Body, body, body, (yeah)
I'ma that right on me (ha)
(Yeah, let's have fun, ah)
Now body, body, body, (yeah)
I'ma that right on me (waddup)

Pick it up, she it low
I it up, she drop it low
I it up, she drop it low
I it up, yeah

Now, body, body, body,
need that right on me (look)
Now, body, body, body,
I'ma that right on me
(Oh now my bag down, yeah)

I got for you, we have cup for you
Beat it a couple times, just a cuff on it
I never loved women, they outta now
And since I had a baby girl, I'm in my now
Who gon' with us? One of the realest niggas
I got a million from from being independent, feel it
Fear of God, zipper on, Jay dog,
Let me get four, bruh, uh
Folarin season, nigga sleeping
morning hit a sermon, that be plot speaking
Sweet pussy, sat like I can't speak
Never ever, ever kiddin', I don't play
Tell these mad rappers, I'ma this John Blaze
Stupid ass nigga, that was a to Mase
Remember the days, Harlem World, all the
Jealous guys still and they in the way

Shawty, shawty, shawty, (yeah)
What these little want from me?
(Do you ain't me? I said, I said)
Shawty, shawty, shawty,
What these little want from me?
Won't em' a goddamn thing

Flows on flows, they float, they miss
and hoes, my little rubber band, bitch
Coast to coast, like Wall and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put paws on your
is nothing, I'm livin' it up
Indian soul, and shawty look India Love
I'm into your love, I'm your mind, into your vibe
It's in your stomach, and one day get you to shine
The old title
Was with the sales, but did it without a writer
Somebody a problem with us, better buy a bible or rifle
And hire a fire ass Nascar guy to
Yeah, I'm on my Earnhardt
my young niggas to earn y'all shit
Niggas think I got the word out shit
Man, I know the little niggas that serve y'all
Pull up in the Ghost at the carry-out,
Niggas know about my whereabouts, bitch
in Carol City, a carousel whip
Meaning so many horses it's like a marathon, bitch

Body, body, body, (yeah)
Can I get my popped, please? Do it for my PYT
I love you, pretty young thing
And single still was platinum
academically they fuck with me
That's why I'm struggle-free,

They off, I'm pickin' up
fallin' off, I'm fuckin' up
The charts, they fuckin' up
I ain't on 'em
But me and gon' see what's up (right)

I hope my woman scorned
She see me on Tidal, so her entitlement gone
I ain't findin' no wife, and that's probably 'cause of
Heaven knows mental health is a to my wealth, nigga
Mahershala, let me
out to Rockville, I was out in Lincoln Park
Up in Mark with the savage
All my friends crazy, my bitches was the
Iceberg shit, you it was one of the brothers
Shit ain't been the same, since I to Warner Brother
up the hate, all the shade, all the money
I'm tryna find a way to order a little daughter
Shoutout to Baltimore, you know it's like a war
Young niggas dyin', they weather the storm
The Chi niggas shovelin' snow to the storm
And Chi dyin' (no, no, but it go like)

Body, body, bodies,
black man dead in the street (hey, hey, look)
Bodies, bodies, bodies,
just don't like my people
(Black lives matter to me)
One
They droppin' off, I'm up
They off, I'm pickin' up
droppin' off, I'm pickin' up (hey)
Now, body, body, bodies, bodies, is...