Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Ya Body

Aoww, and Dre
I was the one who in you

I got one bad chick, she by my
two more waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, past the line
the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride

And rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body
Rock, ya body, body, rock ya
Just rock, who the you know like Cook?
Kill a on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook

Joey C Murder five-oh-fo'
Better my money, 'cause I knock on do's
Better yet I leave seventeen peepholes, squeeze with the
Bet I like five-oh-fo', crack, yes

You need protection
This dude mad nice with the & Wesson
You know, automatic, stick shift
Find me in the attic, dist' the target

After that, do the like phone booths
What'chu do when them dudes run up on you
And rock ya body, body, somebody
Gon' park, the Denali, watch his body just drop

Yeah, I'm street that
Pull off the Benny Blanco, yeah, it beez that
Your whole crew boomerang, they ain't G's like
'Cause when it's time to
quick to point the heat right back nigga

I got one bad chick, she by my
About two waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk the line
Pass the keys, tell 'em valet my ride

And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body,
Rock ya body, body, rock ya
Just rock, who the fuck you know Cook?
a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook

Yo, if Suge rapped how hard it be
But he don't, so the thing you got is me
Ain't no damn near a this loc' as me
Cook on top is how it's s'posed to be, nigga

Yeah, the Bronx is
It's my niggaz Cool and Dre on this monster
What they do Fat? Yeah we on some Don shit
Been stompin' unconscious

sendin' niggaz to trauma, I bet now you wish
The only beef you had is wit'cha baby's momma
You best to your vest as a doo-rag
'Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't me to do dat

Yeah, I need a new muh'fucker to at
More Bin Laden talk, disappearin' like Pookie New Jack
Said it, it's all out war
So do jumpin' jacks nigga, make you hit the floor

I got one bad chick, she by my
About two more waitin'
Pull out the red carpet, walk the line
Pass the keys, 'em please valet my ride

And rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body
Rock ya body, body, ya body
Just rock, who the fuck you know like
a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook

Yes, believe she gorgeous
And she gon' leave once she see the fortress
The red G-T'll leave ya nauseous
And as for the wife, please, we're bosses

Crenshaw, you can find me on the
Black Ferrari, milli' on the hip
You in South Beach, wet on the strip
Shit, I'm in Dade County, Phillies, bumpin' trick nigga

New y'all know what it is
Got a hundred guns, got a hundred
Niggaz never listen till they vision turn
you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch

By now you can see that I'm
Slappin' MC's for the dreams that they you
And all the false prophecies of niggaz takin' at me
Find yourself hangin' your feet off the balcony

I got one bad chick, she by my
two more waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the
Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my

And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body,
ya body, body, rock ya body
Just rock, who the fuck you know like
Kill a on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook now