Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Body

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

(Queen Pen):
For all the honeys in the
That's there own
the body
(Tracey Lee):
For all my out
in the club thugged out
Rock the
(Queen Pen):
And if you know that it's a
That we got back
the body
(Tracey Lee):
Ain't no
Queen and Lee turn it out
the body

:
(Tracey Lee):
Lyrically I spray y'all, it's y'all
Slay y'all it ain't hard to face me
y'all niggaz like A.C.
Stay armed in case cats want to hate on me
Kill or be killed, I'm
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):
play just really advances my chances
With big time niggaz legal finances
Ghetto star just about the 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, the type of nigga
I leave at the bar
Have your thirsty ass waiting for my car
It's them lame chicks fuck it up for us
Runnin' around the being a bag of darts
A bonafide child I got years in
Holding down fort, real Brooklyn
Weed rolled in fry talon was rich
Ain't changed since '86
We stopped transportin', 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
in the club thugged out
Rock the body, rock the body,
(Queen Pen):
And if you that it's a fact
That we got your
Rock the body, the body, rock
(Tracey Lee):
no doubt
Queen and Tray Lee it out
the body, rock the body, rock

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

(Tracey Lee):
Tray Lee come through it's party time
But a party a party till you spark a dime
Y'all can hate but I'm a still make ass
Still got the steel by the waist runnin' through
Me and Queen Pen find us at the bar
I owe dough, so who I gotta get to break even
RNF niggaz who live for the
Still drinkin', hey still leaving the club with
They us on Keenan
You dealin' pros, goddamn
of the game turning cats into what happen to's
Like Brains, Tray change
Still on, still ride everything that I get on
Still be in the club with on
Raw dog forever, I got for all y'all

(Repeat 2 til end)