Luyện nghe bài hát Body Ya

Shout out to my enemies, shout out my
Shout out to my mini-me's, I hope you do better,
Better me, you, etcetera, etcetera
Shout out to the followers, I will stay of you

Big up to the haters, big up all you low
Biggin' you all up should make you a little bigger
Big up to the niggas from a real nigga
Fake niggas, help you recognize a nigga

Uh, I'm a nigga anyhow
Closet lookin' like I opened up a Vinnie's
say, "We are the best"
So mami in my PRPS

Yeah, fitted in a gang
Yeah, at you a Twitter name
Same place I see 'em, same place they 'em out
We speak gwap-enese, come see what we 'bout

Holla at homie, holla at your dog
Lookin' for the competition, at them all
Once I say hi to her, she say bye to ya
If looks could kill then my style body ya

B-b-body ya, ya
If looks could kill, my style might body ya
ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill, my style might body ya

out to the groupies, shout out to my ex
Probably fuck me so shout out to the sex
Don't get mad at me 'cause I'm on to the
All of this because I respond to your text

Big up to you bum bitches and your ten dresses
Big up to the big girls, y'all are so
Salty bitches tryin' to raise a nigga pressure
Grown little girls, do yo' get any fresher?

Huh? But it ain't as Loso
Monogrammed out, son, you didn't know so
so deadly, swag too murderous
Known for bein' nice, that mean courteous

is nothin' new, I'm not a beginner
I get big checks like a winner
Her boy ah, boy, listen ah
sent him on his way, tell the mortician hi

You better at your homie, holla at your dog
for the competition, holla at them all
Once I say hi to her, she say bye to ya
If looks could kill my style might body ya

ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill, then my style body ya
B-b-body ya, ya
If looks could kill, then my style might ya

What it like, nigga? It's Young Funeral
Told y'all niggas I got this nigga
There Is No 2: The Funeral Service
What up What it look like?

Huh? we talkin', baby?
What we talkin'
These is dead
What we 'bout?
Yeah, I it, dead, nice

might as well lay down in a hole
And dirt on they self
funeral