Luyện nghe bài hát Body Ya

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

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

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

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

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

ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill, then my style body ya
ya, b-b-body ya
If looks could kill, then my 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 respond to text

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

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

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

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

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

Huh? we talkin', baby?
we talkin' 'bout?
These niggas is
we talkin' 'bout?
Yeah, I said it, dead,

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