Luyện nghe bài hát Move Ya Body

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

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

See what I mean, I keep it real like that
F A is bond
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

'Cause in the end I start off flavor
Next to bless chest with freestyle fantasia
Smooth behavior, seeing rappers as
Meaning they disappear but I'm hear to you moving

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dropping LPs every year in a mansion
With a butler named Vincent Belvedere
I'm rare but rappers ain't trying to
The why their girl freestyle her number in my ear

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

It's so unfair, how I do wack crews
want to be next up
Their style sucks like a new
They can't me, mics and man fusion
Beats I keep
Do your and keep moving

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

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