Luyện nghe bài hát Body Ya

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

Big up to the haters, big up all you low
you all up should make you feel a little bigger
Big up to the fake niggas a real nigga
Fake niggas, you recognize a real nigga

Uh, I'm a Brooklyn anyhow
Closet lookin' like I opened up a Styles
say, "We are the best"
So mami in my jeans

Yeah, street fitted in a
Yeah, at you like a Twitter
Same place I see 'em, place they chalk 'em out
We speak gwap-enese, come see we talkin' 'bout

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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