Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Meek Mill & Montana]

1: Juicy J]
I got some killers so don't push me cause Juicy J be on Mob shit
Waitin by your door step hot in the
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 niggas money
Get funny, one day you is the
Next day in the dumpster
keep it one hundred
You're thirty-two
The police got you on a leash you is a bitch

Give yo' ass that body nigga we spraying
Ridin wid three K nigga I talking bout the Klan
This ain't no arcade, so quit playing!
eat time, me and my niggas buffet-ing
Give yo' ass body work that we
Ridin wid K nigga I ain't talking 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 life nigga
all of these stripes nigga
Kilograms, Peter Pans, Pack on bikes nigga
Throwin bitches on nigga
They know that they're dykes nigga
the money's out and the bottles pouring
They're in the mix that they nigga
Rose all on my wrist
This rolex devil piss
This daytona
Ya'll I'm talking that devil shit
It's fifty racks no bezel
Like diamonds, it's rebel shit
more guns, it's more bodies
We shots they nobody
They niggas they owe prolly
Who's fuckin me nobody!
When the guns drawn they're so
Sprayin now the Lord got em
Bullets out the make your body jerk
Fuck Wid my and I'll hit you that body work!

[Verse 3: Meek
Bad bitches on deck
Money respect nigga
Cop, cook, collect
You was never no nigga
be rap dissin
I catch niggas I niggas
goons wid me don't spit no verse
Just service dey stretch niggas
'maro 2 S nigga
Couple on my neck nigga
Erytime hoes see me
Dey like Meek you a mess nigga
2 gats no vest
Strapped up I'm a cowboy
Stand tall that Yao boy
Got a bad she 5"4
This roley that's on my wrist
Lephrachun die for
Young boys that's on my
Will kill anything I say on
them niggas call us if they're out of work
Cause we weights but we don't do no body work

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