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
by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it down 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 you're in the
keep it one hundred
You're 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 talking bout the
ain't no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my buffet-ing
yo' ass body work that we spraying
Ridin wid three K nigga I talking bout the clan
This ain't no arcade, so playing!
It's eat time, me and my niggas

[Verse 2: T]
You don't about this life nigga
Earnin all of these stripes
Kilograms, Peter Pans, holders on bikes nigga
Throwin on flights nigga
They know 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 like piss
This illuminate
Ya'll think I'm talking devil shit
It's racks no bezel shit
Like blood diamonds, it's shit
It's more guns, it's more
We call they nobody
They fuck niggas they owe
fuckin with me nobody!
When the guns drawn they're so
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: Meek
Bad bitches on nigga
Money power respect
Cop, cook, collect
You was never no threat
Erybody be rap
I catch niggas I niggas
These goons wid me don't no verse
Just limo service dey niggas
Black 'maro 2 S
Couple birds on my neck
Erytime hoes see me
Dey like Meek Milly you a nigga
2 gats no vest
up like I'm a cowboy
Stand like that Yao boy
Got a bad she 5"4
This gold roley on my wrist
Lephrachun die for
boys that's on my strip
Will anything I say ride on
Tell them niggas us if they're out of work
Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no body

[Verse 4: Montana]
Shout my lawyer all the crazy shit I did
we love that KK sound
You we not backin down
100 drum hold that doe
flash like Kodak, though
Straight nigga fuck that loan
digits on that phone!
Money so smoke a whole zo'
Getting money tryna put my cause on!
Bitch I'm on fire, got my jaw
Sex, Money, Murder... Peter (Soundview waddap)
Body work, chopper work like a song
Twenty a show, I just hope my nigga Max come home (Waveyyyy)
fast, diamonds flash like high beams
Make it rain in bitch Hurricane Irene