Luyện nghe bài hát Got Work

I love you,
(Yeah, yeah)
treat you right
(Yeah, yeah)
I love you,
(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, ignore the amateurs, rolling with the glamorous
See all the for the lights and the cameras?
They get scared when the glances turn
Exposed to the heat, they go yellow like an

Used to be purple like the cannabis from welts and the
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 shudder
At the amount of blood flowing the Hollywood gutter
All because of the appetite for dreams will eat you up inside
She on mind probably keep you up at night

15 minutes, that's all she really
Director 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)
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
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, she's
Her gun, American, her favorite rum,

She's like a monkey on your back, 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
you until you drown in the sea of your sorrow

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

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

I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll you right
(That's they all say)
I love you,
(Skip the foreplay)
I'll treat you
(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
Before he fell in love with Fame he had to feel her
The hot, she swallowed shots, straight Tequila
The pop, she love you but can't wait to kill you

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

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

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 will longer, word

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