Luyện nghe bài hát Body Work

[feat. Juicy J, Meek Mill & French

[Verse 1: J]
I got some killers so don't push me Juicy J be on some 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 that could do it
You is playin wid real niggas money
Get funny, one day you is the
Next day in the dumpster
Couldn't keep it one
You're thirty-two
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 the Klan
This no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my buffet-ing
Give yo' ass work that we spraying
wid three K nigga I ain't talking bout the clan
This no arcade, so quit playing!
It's eat time, me and my niggas

[Verse 2: T]
You don't know this life nigga
Earnin all of these stripes
Kilograms, Pans, Pack 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 devil
This daytona
think I'm talking that devil shit
It's fifty no bezel shit
Like diamonds, it's rebel shit
It's more guns, more bodies
We call shots nobody
They fuck niggas they owe
fuckin with me nobody!
When the guns they're so sorry
niggas now the Lord 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 power respect
Cop, cook, collect
You was never no threat
Erybody be rap
I niggas I check niggas
These wid me don't spit no verse
Just limo dey stretch niggas
'maro 2 S nigga
Couple on my neck nigga
them hoes see me
Dey like Meek Milly you a nigga
2 no vest nigga
Strapped up like I'm a
Stand tall like 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 them niggas call us if they're out of
Cause we lifting weights but we don't do no work

4: French Montana]
Shout my all the crazy shit I ever did
Know we love that KK
You we not backin down
100 drum hold that doe
Diamonds flash Kodak, though
Straight cash fuck that loan
Seven on that phone!
Money so long smoke a 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 hope my nigga Max come home (Waveyyyy)
Money fast, flash like high beams
Make it rain in this bitch Hurricane