Luyện nghe bài hát Move Ya Body

On the real, I freak and beats in my sleep
The mack in action show skills when I speak
Watch my leak I bring it to your 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 keep it like seams, 'cause ain't no fiends
in between me and my dreams

See what I mean, black? I it real like that
F A is bond
I need stocks and bonds from these ill
Rappers see me with contacts, friend
So, please act you've got a Siamese and think again

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

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

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

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

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

I stay same doing shows and tours
Somewhere in a phat crib [Unverified] Sega in the dashboard
Styles of sword [Unverified] and steadily
Trapping MCs in forever like Frankie Beverly

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

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

So, from this on until the day that they bury me
I'll still be on a trying to snatch this currency
Putting my 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 named Vincent Jeffrey Belvedere
I'm rare but rappers ain't to hear
The reason why their girl freestyle her in my ear

It's my year, son and I ain't 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 got to go there

so unfair, how I do wack crews shady
They want to be up
Their style sucks a new baby
They faze me, mics and man fusion
Beats I bruising
Do thing and keep moving

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

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