Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

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

It's motherfucking time again
Tell my diary what's on my again
Just a beat, I'ma crack an ice cold Heineken
The studio that Pac got shot in, currently I'm in
If you told my younger self that this the place you me in
I would not believe you, these are so astonishing
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 that's just some shit to travel in
Russell triple-double averaging
Most improved player, they don't know what the fuck is
The like "You're snappin'"
My Olympic champion throwin' a fuckin' javelin
Episode 3
My favorite rapper's Gerald, I'm a big fan of him
You won't get stalling and you standing like a mannequin
Why the fuck you
I the task at hand

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

It's still muthafuckin' time again
out, don't give a fuck about a thing
Fuck the world that's the state of mind I'm in
the place you find me in
Look, nobody live as him
Million dollar smile that I just went and put some in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss when I came up, they mad I'm on
But they transformed and changed up like a Decepticon
of bootleg Geralds copying what I went platinum on
But the real, it's me myself and I, you all be dead and
Disrespect me, don't come to the bay, pass is gone
My Obi-Wan is E-4-0, he game, I pass it on
him 'cause he the one that lasted long
This I go assassin on
I just took acid, hit the booth, and started rapping strong
the studio 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 could be a fuckin' bank teller, you be a waitress
Let me
Or wash cars, clothes at a fucking boutique.
listen, you're makin' somebody else rich
You're that clock.
You clock in, you clock out, you making that
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to
How does that

A hater's always looking, tryna search for targets
If you don't me, don't speak on me
Stick to departments
While they debate if I'm an artist
Or if I'm markets
All I know, I'm just working hardest
And the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing work regardless
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a perfect
A polarizing
But you could or hate me
But try and say I don't pay my dues, off,
How dumb they be
Nobody help to me
I did it by my
Who else did with everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New Times aristocrats 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 sell a million, I'ma get plaques
And 'em back to inspire every kid who raps
I'm Phelps, get out my lane
I'm swimming different

Let me
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to