Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Meek Mill & French

[Verse 1: 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 that 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
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 talking bout the Klan
This no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my buffet-ing
Give yo' ass body that 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

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

[Verse 3: Mill]
Bad on deck nigga
Money respect nigga
Cop, cook, collect
You was never no threat
be rap dissin
I catch niggas I check
These goons wid me don't no verse
Just limo service dey niggas
Black 2 S nigga
Couple on my neck nigga
Erytime them see me
Dey like Meek Milly you a mess
2 gats no vest
Strapped up I'm a cowboy
Stand like that Yao boy
Got a bad she 5"4
This gold 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: French
my lawyer all the crazy shit I ever did
Know we love KK sound
You know we not backin
100 drum like hold doe
Diamonds flash Kodak, though
Straight cash nigga that loan
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... Peter (Soundview waddap)
Body work, work like a techno song
thou' a show, I just hope my nigga Max come home (Waveyyyy)
Money fast, diamonds flash like beams
it rain in this bitch Hurricane Irene