Luyện nghe bài hát Workin'

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
I back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

Pussy ass nigga you never jug
I'm a Piru, ask Big Suge
I'm a trapper, ask Victor Hill
For the thrill, I pop a pill,
at the ops to catch a kill (hey)
I'm Waka Flocka,
Kill a family member, shawty El Chapo
Throw your sets in the air for my blockas
Two shots of the ? go Flocka nigga
I'm on the my nigga
Where the youngins going crazy, shooting my nigga
Red, blue, white flags like a Haitian
I never back down, I'm from Clayco nigga

I been workin'
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting
I back my out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

A lot of rappers start trapping like recess
jet boy I snatch the chain off your neck
Set the game for you niggas, that's a
Elm Street, Dirt nigga that's the G set
I'm Meech, my nigga
Bricksquad off loyalty, fuck you niggas
Waka Flocka name still good in streets
Five thousand shooters nigga, you ain't to reach
it come to killers, got a fleet my nigga
Pull a out, holes in your fleece my nigga
I know you thinking to yourself I'm a beast, my
Hundred shootouts, we never faced defeat, my nigga

I been workin'
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

I been workin'
Cocaina, she be flirting
I back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

Check his background, he who he say he is
Acting hard to youngins, come shoot up your shit
Boy I must a lot of rap
Early in the and my dog baking cookies
Gotti
Wish he try me, the line, you a body nigga
Go against Waka Flocka,
Hands like I'm Ali, south side where you me
Heard they trying to take me off the streets, my
Pussy niggas snitching, talking to police my
Now the feds tryna kick in my front
I got lawyer fees, money, case closed (Flocka)

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
I my 'Rari out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John