Luyện nghe bài hát Drop A Body

Aoww, and Dre
I was the one who in you

I got one bad chick, she by my
two more waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the
Pass the keys, tell 'em valet my ride

And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body,
Rock, ya body, body, rock ya
Just rock, who the fuck you like Cook?
Kill a on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook

Joey C Murder like
Better have my money, I knock on do's
Better yet I leave seventeen peepholes, squeeze the eagle
Bet I murder five-oh-fo', crack, yes

You gon' protection
This dude mad nice the Smith & Wesson
You know, automatic, shift revolver
me in the attic, long dist' the target

After that, do the walk-through like phone
What'chu gon' do when them run up on you
And ya body, body, catch somebody
Gon' park, the black Denali, watch his body just

Yeah, I'm street like
Pull off the Blanco, yeah, it beez like that
whole crew boomerang, they ain't G's like that
'Cause when time to shoot
They quick to point the heat right nigga

I got one bad chick, she by my
About two waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the
Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my

And just rock ya body, body, ya body, body
ya body, body, rock ya body
Just rock, who the fuck you know Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, 'em dance on a hook

Yo, if rapped how hard would it be
But he don't, so the thing you got is me
Ain't no damn near a rapper loc' as me
Cook Coke on top is how it's s'posed to be,

Yeah, the is back
It's my niggaz and Dre on this monster track
What they do Yeah we been on some Don shit
Been niggaz unconscious

Been sendin' niggaz to trauma, I bet now you
The only beef that you had is baby's momma
You to wear your vest as a doo-rag
'Cause I'ma headbussa, you want me to do dat

Yeah, I a new muh'fucker to shoot at
More Bin talk, disappearin' like Pookie from New Jack
Said it, yeah all out war
So do your jumpin' jacks nigga, you hit the floor

I got one bad chick, she by my
About two waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the
Pass the keys, 'em please valet my ride

And just ya body, body, rock ya body, body
Rock ya body, body, rock ya
Just rock, who the you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, 'em dance on a hook

Yes, please believe she
And she ain't gon' leave she see the fortress
The blood red leave ya nauseous
And as for the wife, mami please, bosses

Crenshaw, you can me on the strip
Ferrari, nine milli' on the hip
You in Beach, wet willies on the strip
Shit, I'm in Dade County, smokin' Phillies, trick nigga

New York know what it is
Got a hundred guns, got a hundred
Niggaz never listen till they turn pitch
Pawn you out of butt-naked in a ditch

By now you can see I'm global
MC's for the dreams that they sold you
And all the false of niggaz takin' shots at me
Find yourself hangin' your feet off the balcony

I got one bad chick, she by my
About two more waitin'
Pull out the red carpet, walk the line
Pass the keys, 'em please valet my ride

And just rock ya body, body, ya body, body
ya body, body, rock ya body
Just rock, who the you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a now