Luyện nghe bài hát Got Work

I you, baby
(Yeah, yeah)
treat you right
(Yeah, yeah)
I you, baby
(Yeah, yeah)
I'll you right
(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, you're rolling with the
See all the clamor for the lights and the
They get scared when the glances turn
Exposed to the heat, they go yellow an amethyst

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

Stone cold killer, you'd probably
At the amount of blood flowing through the gutter
All because of the appetite for dreams that will eat you up
She on your mind keep you up at night

15 minutes, all she really need
Director yell cut, and we see how you bleed
in the game, stay in the frame
Say her name, fame,

I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll you right
(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
She's so fleeting, she's so deceiving, she's so
She cut 'em and bleeding, she got 'em overeating
She's so hot, soda pop, she's
Her gun, American, her rum, Puertorican

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

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

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

I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
treat you right
(That's what all say)
I you, baby
(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 mother cried, the was a caterpillar
he fell in love with Fame 'cause he had to feel her
The model hot, she swallowed shots, Tequila
The bottles pop, she you but can't wait to kill you

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

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

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

I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll you right
(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 love you,
I'll you right

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