Luyện nghe bài hát Move Ya Body

On the real, I freak techniques and beats in my
The mack back in action show skills when I
Watch my when I bring it to your face
I still corner dimes but in the nine I'm on a chase

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

See I mean, black? I keep it real like that
F A is bond
I need and bonds from these ill raps
won't see me with contacts, friend
So, please act got a Siamese twin and think again

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

Everybody, ya body
Everybody, move ya
Everybody, ya body
I think twice, kid
You I bring 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 get writer's block, yo, I block other writers
And there's been nights I had to wear attire for biters
make that same mistake and get scarred, retard
I see that you listening to got you thinking that you hard

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

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

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

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

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

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

my year, son and I ain't trying to slip
I'm trying to collect props and get not to money clips
Honey-dips, I 'em on like 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 like a new baby
They can't faze me, and man fusion
Beats I bruising
Do your thing and moving

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

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