Luyện nghe bài hát Body Ya Remix

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 ahead 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 fake from a real nigga
Fake niggas, help you recognize a real

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

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

Holla at your homie, at your dog
Lookin' for the competition, at them all
I say hi to her, she gonna 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, 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 your

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

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

This is nothin' new, I'm not a
I get big like 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 kill then my 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 might body ya

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

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

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