Luyện nghe bài hát Got Work

I love you,
(Yeah, yeah)
I'll treat you
(Yeah, yeah)
I you, baby
(Yeah, yeah)
treat 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, the amateurs, you're rolling with the glamorous
See all the clamor for the and the cameras?
They get scared when the turn amorous
Exposed to the heat, they go like an amethyst

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

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

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

I you, baby
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll treat you
(That's they 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
so fleeting, she's so deceiving, she's so misleading
She cut 'em open and bleeding, she got 'em
She's so hot, soda pop, overheating
Her gun, American, her favorite rum,

She's a monkey on your back, 'till you start to crack
She'll make you famous the stars of Strapped
The of the fact, to swallow that, she got a target 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 the coke
And everything designer, from the of drugs she do
To the when she get tired of loving you

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

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
The mother cried, the butterfly was a
Before he fell in love with 'cause he had to feel her
The model hot, she swallowed shots, Tequila
The bottles pop, she love you but can't to kill you

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

How she grimy like a project
But snooty, pack Louis Vuitton 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 wondering who you are
a superstar 'til she pass on you
Take a picture, it will last longer,

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

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