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 door 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 wid real niggas money
Get funny, one day you is the
day you're in the dumpster
Couldn't it one hundred
thirty-two percent
The police got you on a leash nigga you is a

Give yo' ass body work nigga we spraying
Ridin wid three K nigga I ain't bout the Klan
This no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my niggas
Give yo' ass body work that we
Ridin wid K nigga I ain't talking bout the clan
This 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 nigga
Kilograms, Peter Pans, holders on bikes nigga
Throwin on flights nigga
They don't that they're dykes nigga
'Til the money's out and the pouring
in the mix that they like nigga
Rose gold all on my
This rolex devil piss
This illuminate
think I'm talking that devil shit
It's racks no bezel shit
Like diamonds, it's rebel shit
It's more guns, it's bodies
We call shots nobody
They niggas they owe prolly
Who's with me nobody!
When the drawn they're so sorry
Sprayin niggas now the got em
Bullets out the barrel make your body
Wid my money and I'll hit you that body work!

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

[Verse 4: French
Shout my lawyer all the crazy shit I did
Know we love that KK
You know we not down
100 drum like that doe
flash like Kodak, though
Straight cash fuck that loan
Seven on that phone!
Money so long smoke a zo'
Getting blood money tryna put my on!
I'm on fire, got my jaw wired
Sex, Money, Murder... Peter (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 high
Make it rain in this Hurricane Irene