Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Body

(Tracey Lee):
Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah,
For the '98 is how we do
Queen Pen y'all, Tray Lee
Rock on y'all, D-dot
on

(Queen Pen):
For all the in the ghetto
That's holdin' own
Rock the
(Tracey Lee):
For all my out
Dogs in the thugged out
Rock the
(Queen Pen):
And if you that it's a fact
That we got back
the body
(Tracey Lee):
Ain't no
Queen and Tray Lee it out
Rock the

:
(Tracey Lee):
Lyrically I spray y'all, Tray y'all
Slay y'all niggaz it ain't to face me
Break niggaz like A.C.
Stay armed in case these cats want to on me
or be killed, I'm God-sent
My calling making bounce like Spaulding
Y'all know cuevo mke flow en fuego
Its T. Lee spitting and I'm with the Queen

(Queen Pen):
Radio just really advances my chances
With big time niggaz holdin' legal
star just about the whole of my life
Got eyes in the back of my head like
With ya bat boy, I lived it
I figure you just wake up in the
And it on a nigga, you's the type of nigga
I standing at the bar
Have your thirsty ass for my car tomorrow
It's them lame that fuck it up for us
Runnin' around the club a bag of darts
A bonafide child I got years in
Holding down fort, Brooklyn shit
Weed in fry talon dreads was rich
Ain't changed since '86
We transportin', start making hits
Ghetto the start, Queen represent

(Queen Pen):
For all the in the ghetto
holdin' there own
Rock the body, the body, rock
(Tracey Lee):
For all my out
Dogs in the club out
Rock the body, rock the body,
(Queen Pen):
And if you know that it's a
That we got your
Rock the body, rock the body,
(Tracey Lee):
Ain't no
Queen and Lee turn it out
the body, rock the body, rock

(Queen Pen):
Niggaz talk shit on the
And those be the one's that's sweatin'
Whether east or west D ya
Lee and the Queen Pen murderer
If it's not boo then why bother
me why windows shot wit bags of copper
Jack yo ass up my baby father
I said jack ass up like my baby father

(Tracey Lee):
When Tray Lee come through it's party
But a party ain't a party till you a dime
Y'all can hate but I'm a make ass shake
Still got the by the waist runnin' through y'all
Me and Queen Pen us at the bar schemin'
I still owe dough, so who I get to break even
RNF niggaz who live for the
drinkin', hey still leaving the club with hoes
They us on Keenan
You dealin' with pros,
Future of the turning cats into what happen to's
Like Brains, Tray change
spit on, still ride everything that I get on
Still be in the club Timbs on
Raw dog forever, I got something for all

(Repeat 2 til end)