Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Mill & French Montana]

[Verse 1: J]
I got some killers so don't push me cause Juicy J be on 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 is playin wid real niggas money
Get funny, one day you is the
Next day in the dumpster
keep it one hundred
You're thirty-two
The got you on a leash nigga you is a bitch

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

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

[Verse 4: Montana]
Shout my lawyer all the shit I ever did
Know we love KK sound
You know we not down
100 drum hold that doe
Diamonds like Kodak, though
Straight cash nigga that loan
Seven on that phone!
Money so long smoke a zo'
Getting blood tryna put my cause on!
I'm on fire, got my jaw wired
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 high beams
Make it rain in bitch Hurricane Irene