Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

Let me roll up my and go to work
and Damned (Just Blaze)

It's that time again
Tell my what's on my mind again
Just play a beat, crack an ice cold Heineken
The that Pac got shot in, currently I'm rhyming in
If you told my younger self that the place you find me in
I would not you, these results are so astonishing
Demons chasing me, I ran from Lucifer
The beautiful and damned, I got a for the finer things
That's a quarter million on some tires I'm driving in
up the McLaren like that's just some shit to travel in
Russell Westbrook triple-double
Most improved player, they don't know the fuck is happening
The homies "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion throwin' a fuckin'
3 Anakin
My rapper's Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You won't get nowhere stalling and you standing like a
Why the you panickin'?
I the task at hand

Let me
What do you know work?
Let me
I'm talkin' getting up five days a week
Brushing ya teeth, washing ass,
going into your office and making old guy rich paid out
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to
That's a job

It's still that time again
Blacking out, don't a fuck about a thing
the world that's just the state of mind I'm in
That's the you find me in
Look, nobody live as him
Million dollar that I just went and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss when I came up, they mad I'm on
But then they transformed and changed up a Decepticon
Bunch of bootleg Geralds copying I went platinum on
But the real, me myself and I, you all be dead and gone
Disrespect me, don't come to the bay, your is gone
My is E-4-0, he givin' game, I pass it on
him 'cause he the one that lasted long
This beat I go on
I just took acid, hit the booth, and started rapping strong
Treat the studio like a
Never slowing down, I'm put my whole damn family on
Work night, I go 'til after dawn
To be the thing in the world,
I'm not the one to up on

Let me
Look, you could be a fuckin' bank teller, you could be a
Let me
Or wash cars, clothes at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, you're makin' somebody rich
You're that clock.
You in, you clock out, you making that money
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
How does that

A fucking hater's always looking, tryna for targets
If you don't know me, speak on me
Stick to your
While debate if I'm an urban artist
Or if I'm merging
All I know, I'm just working hardest
And 'til the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing work
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a carcass
A polarizing
But you love or hate me
But try and say I don't pay my dues, off,
How dumb could be
Nobody help to me
I did it by my
Who else did with everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New York Times aristocrats you should just
You the facts
Bitch, I'm the Bay, was born to bridge the gaps
And I'm a in my city, they say "His shit slaps"
I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get these plaques
And bring 'em back to inspire kid who raps
I'm Phelps, get out my lane
I'm different laps

Let me
Let me roll up my and go to work