Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Meek Mill & French

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Mill]
Bad bitches on nigga
Money power respect
Cop, cook, nigga
You was never no threat
Erybody be rap
I catch I check niggas
These goons wid me don't no verse
Just limo service dey niggas
Black 2 S nigga
Couple birds on my neck
them hoes see me
Dey like Milly you a mess nigga
2 no vest nigga
Strapped up like I'm a
Stand tall like Yao boy
Got a bad she 5"4
gold roley that's on my wrist
Lephrachun die for
Young that's on my strip
kill anything I say ride on
Tell them niggas call us if out of work
Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no body

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