Luyện nghe bài hát Got Work

I you, baby
(Yeah, yeah)
treat you right
(Yeah, yeah)
I you, baby
(Yeah, yeah)
I'll treat you
(Yeah, yeah)

I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you
(Give it, huh)
I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you

Yo, yo, yo, ignore the amateurs, rolling with the glamorous
See all the for the lights and the cameras?
They get when the glances turn amorous
Exposed to the heat, they go yellow like an

Used to be purple the cannabis from welts and the bruises
to scream, help, it was useless
Escaped into the night with her intact
A betrayal she described as a in the back

Stone cold killer, probably shudder
At the amount of flowing through the Hollywood gutter
All because of the appetite for that will eat you up inside
She on mind probably keep you up at night

15 minutes, that's all she really
yell cut, and we see how you really bleed
Stay in the game, stay in the
Say her name, fame,

I you, baby
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll treat you
(That's they all say)
I you, baby
(Skip the foreplay)
treat you right
(Yeah)

I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you
(Give it, huh)
I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you

Yo, yo
so fleeting, she's so deceiving, she's so misleading
She cut 'em and bleeding, she got 'em overeating
She's so hot, pop, she's overheating
Her gun, American, her rum, Puertorican

She's like a on your back, 'till you start to crack
She'll make you famous like the stars of
The heart of the fact, to swallow that, she got a on your back
Follow you until you in the sea of your sorrow

You overdose, she got you over, she got the
It's not a joke, how she got 'em hoping she tried the
And everything designer, from the kind of she do
To the attitude she get tired of loving you

I hear them swear they don't need her and throw on her name
I'm out for the fortune, fuck
I hear swear they don't need her and throw dirt on her name
I'm out for the fortune, fuck

I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
treat you right
(That's what all say)
I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll you right
(Yeah)

I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you
(Give it, huh)
I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you

Yo, yo
The cried, the butterfly was a caterpillar
Before he fell in love with Fame he had to feel her
The model hot, she swallowed shots, straight
The bottles pop, she love you but can't wait to you

She lurking in the bushes, she the
Her sex drive way than a Mazarati
Every is work, this is not a hobby
She make you famous Beyonce then she got your body

How she grimy like a lobby
But still snooty, pack Louis and act bourgey
She like a ghost 'cause I shudder when she pass me
She yell, cut and you stop acting, it's your last

She got you in the gym, she got you in the spa
Staring at the man in the mirror who you are
a superstar 'til she pass on you
Take a picture, it last longer, word

I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll treat you
(That's they all say)
I you, baby
(Skip the foreplay)
treat you right
(Yeah)

I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you
(Give it, huh)
I got for you
(Give it to me, girl)
I got for you

Yo, yo
I love you,
I you, baby
treat you right

I got for you
I got for you
I got for you
I got for you