Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Meek Mill & French

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 down to it ain't no thang but to do it
Got a vest on, Got a gun could really do it
You niggas is playin wid real money
Get funny, one day you is the
day you're in the dumpster
Couldn't keep it one
You're percent
The got you on a leash nigga you is a bitch

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

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

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

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