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

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

(Queen Pen):
Radio just really advances my chances
big time niggaz holdin' legal finances
Ghetto just about the whole of my life
Got eyes in the back of my like mice
With ya bat boy, I lived it
I figure you wake up in the morning
And blamed it on a nigga, you's the of nigga
I leave at the bar
Have your thirsty ass for my car tomorrow
them lame chicks that fuck it up for us
Runnin' around the being a bag of darts
A bonafide child I got in this
Holding down fort, real Brooklyn
Weed rolled in fry talon dreads was
Ain't nothing since '86
We transportin', start making hits
Ghetto from the start, Queen

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

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

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

(Repeat 2 til end)