Luyện nghe bài hát Body Body Body (Freestyle)

Hey, fuck around

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

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

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

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

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

Flows on flows, they float, don't miss
Boats and hoes, my rubber band, bitch
Coast to coast, like John and Harden
My dogs in Palmer Park, put paws on posse
Impossible is nothing, I'm it up
Indian soul, and shawty look like India
I'm your love, I'm into your mind, into your vibe
in your stomach, and one day it'll get you to shine
The old album
Was so-so with the sales, but did it without a
Somebody a problem with us, better buy a bible or rifle
And a fire ass Nascar guy to drive
Yeah, I'm on my shit
Want my young to earn y'all shit
Niggas think I got the word out shit
Man, I know the little niggas that y'all shit
up in the Ghost at the carry-out, bitch
Niggas never know about my whereabouts,
Somewhere in Carol City, a whip
Meaning there's so horses it's like a marathon, bitch

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

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

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

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