Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Mill & French Montana]

1: Juicy J]
I got some killers so push me cause Juicy J be on some Mob shit
Waitin by your step hot in the bullshit
If it comes to it ain't no thang but to do it
Got a vest on, Got a gun that could do it
You niggas is wid real niggas money
Get funny, one day you is the
Next day you're in the
Couldn't it one hundred
You're thirty-two
The police got you on a leash nigga you is a

Give yo' ass that body work nigga we
Ridin wid three K nigga I ain't talking bout the
This no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my niggas
Give yo' ass body work we spraying
Ridin wid K nigga I ain't talking bout the clan
This no arcade, so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my niggas

2: Pusha T]
You don't know about this nigga
Earnin all of these stripes
Kilograms, Peter Pans, Pack on bikes nigga
Throwin bitches on flights
They don't that they're dykes nigga
the money's out and the bottles pouring
They're in the mix they like nigga
gold all on my wrist
This rolex devil piss
This illuminate
Ya'll think I'm that devil shit
It's fifty racks no shit
Like blood diamonds, rebel shit
more guns, it's more bodies
We call they nobody
They fuck niggas they owe
fuckin with me nobody!
When the drawn they're so sorry
Sprayin niggas now the got em
Bullets out the barrel make body jerk
Wid my money and I'll hit you that body work!

[Verse 3: Mill]
Bad on deck nigga
Money power nigga
Cop, cook, nigga
You was no threat nigga
be rap dissin
I niggas I check niggas
These goons wid me don't spit no
limo service dey stretch niggas
Black 'maro 2 S
Couple on my neck nigga
Erytime them see me
Dey Meek Milly you a mess nigga
2 no vest nigga
Strapped up like I'm a
Stand tall that Yao boy
Got a bad she 5"4
This gold roley on my wrist
Lephrachun die for
Young that's on my strip
Will kill anything I say on
Tell them niggas call us if they're out of
Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no work

[Verse 4: Montana]
my lawyer all the crazy shit I ever did
Know we love KK sound
You know we not backin
100 drum like that doe
Diamonds like Kodak, though
cash nigga fuck that loan
Seven digits on phone!
so long smoke a whole zo'
Getting blood tryna put my cause on!
I'm on fire, got my jaw wired
Sex, Money, Murder... Peter (Soundview waddap)
Body work, chopper work like a song
Twenty thou' a show, I just hope my nigga Max home (Waveyyyy)
Money fast, diamonds flash like high
Make it rain in this bitch Hurricane