Luyện nghe bài hát Move Ya Body

On the real, I techniques and beats in my sleep
The mack in action show skills when I speak
Watch my leak when I it to your face
I still corner dimes but in the nine I'm on a paper

Glass rocks, mega tops, Tims on block
heat like crock pots and keeping g's in my socks
(So, up, Hopps?)
I got to keep it tight like seams, 'cause ain't no
in between me and my dreams

See what I mean, black? I keep it like that
F A Word is
I need stocks and bonds from these ill
Rappers won't see me contacts, friend
So, please act you've got a Siamese twin and think

in the end I start off with flavor
Next to bless your with freestyle fantasia
Smooth behavior, seeing as illusions
they disappear but I'm hear to keep you moving

Everybody, ya body
Everybody, ya body
Everybody, move ya
I think twice, kid
You know I bring it to ya

Everybody, ya body
Everybody, move ya
Everybody, ya body
I don't twice, kid
You know I it to ya live

See, I don't get block, yo, I block other writers
And there's been I had to wear sniper attire for biters
Don't that same mistake and get scarred, retard
I see that tape you to got you thinking that you hard

But dig this, cut your and get your name on your stomach
I still ways to make your whole rap career plummet
Maintain, I steal mics out of the
But now people they know me, 'cause they know my real name

While I stay same doing and tours
Somewhere in a crib [Unverified] playing Sega in the dashboard
Styles of sword and flowing steadily
Trapping MCs in mazes forever Frankie Beverly

You know the steeze, I'm bringing to they knees
Holacausting MCs and some g's before I breath
That's how it be, it's no doubt I got to bring
It to your as I bring it to ya live

Everybody, move ya
Everybody, ya body
Everybody, ya body
I don't twice, kid
You I bring it to ya live

So, from this point on the day that they bury me
I'll still be on a trying to snatch this currency
my peeps on while friends turn fake
They get pissed I be in Switzerland checking some real estate

LPs every year somewhere in a mansion
With a butler Vincent Jeffrey Belvedere
I'm rare but rappers ain't to hear
The reason why their freestyle her number in my ear

It's my year, son and I trying to slip
I'm to collect props and get not to stretch money clips
Honey-dips, I keep 'em on low end
So, Illegal, so we don't got to go there

It's so unfair, how I do crews shady
They want to be up
style sucks like a new baby
They can't me, mics and man fusion
Beats I bruising
Do your thing and moving

Everybody, move ya
Everybody, ya body
Everybody, move ya
I think twice, kid
You know I it to ya live

Everybody, move ya
Everybody, move ya
Everybody, ya body
I think twice, kid
You know I it to ya live