Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to though
I still you, but you know what come first though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

You gon' get this Rollie off the wrist,
You gon' have my full of all your pics, yeah
You have me flying in and out of town
You said you've been losing weight and pounds
Damn, I think I'm 'bout to the one I'm with
a new relationship with you, this is what you do
I had you twelve but you came right after at two
I could have I'd want but I still want you
the truth
I'm not really into the
Just me and you behind the tinted
you throwing all these innuendos
We finna fuck up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything you've been through
We only do what we to like, woah
This that on the glass, pull the curtains shit
This that fuck you in the air, no dick
This that call his ass now, say you're deserting him
This that call him we fucking so he heard the shit

Make me give up I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you go to church though
I still bless you, but you know come first though
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

Money me, its like the money talk to me
So if you ain't talking 'bout money don't talk to me (shh)
I work with dope boys, I keep a on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but let you get the drop on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and seems to follow me
I take my to the mall, my pistol shop with me
That bitch is jockin' me, and young niggas me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so they won't me

Can't let you me off the streets you know I got kids
And more major than a locksmith
I could teach you niggas how to this
My bed was a pallet on the
My was a bus named MARTA
full of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm allergic to a
but foreign cars in my garage, ah

Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, you go to church though
I still bless you, but you know come first though
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what they pray to for
You gon' make me give up I worked for

I'm takin' risks, she pills, takin' pics
Day job night job, Jamaican
I to the basics, not a basic bitch
You deserve a young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up your
Treat these others secondary
I even cheat with my secretary
Faithful to you even when I'm on
Even if I'm on a coast
I'mma still make you close, mama
I'm to your ass and titties
When you dance the bedroom to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, yeah thats magic
I take you to the
Make your mind as as the water you swimming in
In and out bitch like we amphibians
I won't you up next season for another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck is, baby
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' me give
Girl you me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship you, this feel like déjà vu

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't got to church
I still bless you but you what first though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up I worked for