Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work

I used to want all shit, now I got it
I think of some more shit to want, nigga
Oh!

I used to want a quarter bird I got me a brick
I to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I your bitch to surfboard
Surfboard,
She want the money, tell hoe to work for it

I used to want that hoe until I hit from the back
I started trappin', no hands, to get me a pack
I took my talents to South Philly, had to get me a
You niggas know you fuck around, Meek Milly gettin' you
I used to want a of weed, I started flippin' that crack
Sellin' that dope, I went through hell bein'
A nigga me, say he got it, I say front me in four
And he ain't heard from me and now he smellin' the smoke
You fuckboy! Fuckboy!
Niggas hatin', I'm like what the for?
I'm in the 6, I'm with a plus 4
She a 10, I fuck her and all her friends, pussy

I used to want a quarter bird I got me a brick
I used to want SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas said they wanted war, we droppin' that shit
oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to
Surfboard,
She want the money, that hoe to work for it

Nigga, so tired of these lame
changin' on you like late winter
Springin' on you for a hoe or
My season and game different
Self made, self nigga
Well dressed, paid nigga
I daredevil err'day,
Like Hell's and faint vision, oh Lord!
Tell them I'ma need a minute
Undefeated, young sneaker
Hundred deep, you see a nigga
in moderation
But my niggas like them Black Ink niggas
Hah, Dutch Ceaser
I cut and leaf a nigga
Get it? leavin', nigga
Scissors, clippers, forgive me
Real nigga, hoes me
bitches, repeat offender
Ho, ho, don't let me
No, no, Easter
I prayed the rappers get the Actavis
So they can all go back to sleepin' on me

I used to want a quarter 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I in the Benz
I used to really that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You niggas they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to
Surfboard,
She the money, tell that hoe to work for it

lookin' at me when I step into the party
It's the 50 millionaire, Don Dada
All my niggas on coke, all bitches on molly
Half my niggas do both, you better get yourself money
Catchin' feelings I pull up in it... rrrk!
Bad bitch, she a stripper, now she gettin'
Now follow me, Balenciagas they're Nikes, nigga
Fine bitches in the club, all wifeys,
Now me, back to back, we in the Wraith, dog
Parkin' lot, chicken wings, we skatin' off
Still bitches, now I break you off
And if a nigga to me, I'll break the law
Now me, front your boy and I'ma make you work
If I got the bitch a purse, she had to it twerk
Nigga, ridin' through the city, I alert
these niggas full of envy and they tend to lurk

I used to want a quarter bird I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the
I used to really want that hoe she hopped on my dick
You niggas they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to
Surfboard,
She want the money, tell that hoe to for it