Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

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

It's that motherfucking time
Tell my diary what's on my mind
play a beat, I'ma crack an ice cold Heineken
The studio that Pac got shot in, I'm rhyming in
If you my younger self that this the place you find me in
I would not believe you, these results are so
Demons chasing me, I ran Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the finer
That's a quarter million on some tires that I'm in
Pull up the McLaren like that's just some shit to in
Russell triple-double averaging
Most improved player, they don't know what the fuck is
The homies "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion a fuckin' javelin
3 Anakin
My rapper's Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You won't get nowhere and you standing like a mannequin
Why the you panickin'?
I understand the at hand

Let me
do you know about work?
Let me
I'm about getting up five days a week
ya teeth, washing your ass,
going into your office and some old guy rich paid out
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
a motherfucking job

It's that muthafuckin' time again
Blacking out, don't give a fuck a thing
Fuck the world that's the state of mind I'm in
the place you find me in
Look, ain't live as him
Million dollar smile that I just went and put some in (yeah)
These sneak diss when I came up, they prolly mad I'm on
But then they transformed and up like a Decepticon
Bunch of bootleg Geralds copying what I went on
But the real, it's me myself and I, you all be dead and
me, don't come to the bay, your pass is gone
My is E-4-0, he givin' game, I pass it on
him 'cause he the one that lasted long
This I go assassin on
I just took some acid, hit the booth, and rapping strong
Treat the like a decathlon
Never slowing down, I'm tryna put my whole damn on
Work every night, I go 'til after
To be the biggest in the world,
I'm not the one to up on

Let me
Look, you be a fuckin' bank teller, you could be a waitress
Let me
Or cars, sell clothes at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, you're makin' somebody else
You're punching clock.
You clock in, you clock out, you making that
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to
How that work?

A hater's always looking, tryna search for targets
If you don't me, don't speak on me
to your departments
While they debate if I'm an urban
Or if I'm markets
All I really know, I'm just hardest
And 'til the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing regardless
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a carcass
A polarizing
But you could or hate me
But try and say I don't pay my dues, off,
How could they be
help to make me
I did it by my
Who else did songs everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New York Times you should just relax
You the facts
Bitch, I'm from the Bay, was born to the gaps
And I'm a in my city, they say "His shit slaps"
Said I'ma go and a million, I'ma get these plaques
And bring 'em to inspire every kid who raps
I'm Michael Phelps, get out my
I'm swimming laps

Let me
Let me roll up my and go to work