Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work (Drake Diss)

Aye, nigga, what that like?
Aye, bitch, that work like?
You know me I've been trappin' it all night
Niggas wanna it there, we can take it there,all night

1]
Aye nigga, Raw with the
I'll it to your face, cook it like Benihana's
ride out on Yokohamas
And my fingernails dirty, I've been countin' straight
Why these wanna test me on the low though?
Got no mothafuckin' so I'm patient with the scope though
Put potty mouth on the low
with the enemy, it's like hangin' on a rope
Jim Carrey, I fuckin' with you liars
All black attire, if we it fuel the fire
It's and we aimin' for the body
I'm puttin' X's on the wall, if you resurrect, you
Sphinx, I'm a pharaoh, ain't a
Potato on the barrel, watch your soul fly like a
All my niggas thorough dinero
Nigga never was my homie, all these bitches you're phony

Aye, nigga, what work like?
Aye, bitch, what that like?
You know me, I've trappin' with it all night
Niggas wanna take it there, we can take it all night
Aye, nigga, what that work
Aye, bitch, what work like?
'Bout money, you've been trappin' with it all night
Bitches wanna take it there, you gon' it there all night

2]
I that money reappear
Hoppin' off the leer, ain't no in here
I got poppin', no beer
Why you in my I can hear the money clear
When I'm back in the city and clear
My in the sky with the lights on the field
I'm a chain buyin' pioneer
Got that rikki in the and I pop it if a nigga liar
Papa's got a brand new bag, baby,
Cash, baby, Maybach rag baby, baby
LK on the dash, smashin' the fast lane
With a baddy, mane, ass, got a fatty,
Tattoos, Vera Wang, G5,
Kings, everything (everything?) everything
Cartier love rings, but this no love thing
Married to them things, Franklins and money trees

Take it there all night,
We can it there all night, nigga
money all night, nigga
And your bitch me all night, nigga
We can take it there all night,
it there all night, nigga
I'll be on the flight, nigga
You on this jet flight, nigga

6 God

Produced By: & SykSense

Rrrr

I'll admit it, I'll it
Watch your motherfuckin' boy
Get boy
Aww go another mo'fucker that don't understand the concept of puttin' money first boy (first)
I'm to hit you with the work boy (work)
I'm to hit you with the work boy (work)
I hate comin' stuntin' on niggas that I know, ahh that's the worst boy (worst)
I'll admit it, admit it
You haven't a man for like a minute
I you that I'm in it for the long haul
You can get the business
I'll admit it, I'll it
Rolling swishers hittin'
Got me like a ball hog
I don't 'em when I get it
I'll it, I'll admit it
You too worried the bitches
I got one girl, and she my girl, and else can hit it
admit it, she'll admit it
She ain't fuckin' with you
And just like single other thing in my life
You can have her when I'm
I the talk on road is I'm the shit boy
Phone call home, shit is hot up in the 6 boy
hot up in the 6 right now shit hot up in the 6 boy
Shit is hot up in the 6 now
Come see us and get it boy
Black on the road boy
had a Rolls Royce
Sold a couple last week, them were my old toys
I give a fuck old boy
I a fuck about his squad boy
I give a fuck your mob boy
I'm the 6 God boy
I'm about to say a thing
I'm about to say a true
You was poppin' back when Usher wore a
God you changed
I put it on 'erything, it's a err
It's a OVO come murk things
I know you things
I know you heard things
Yeah, I know you heard
I'm not new to
from the motherfucking 6 side
I'm not new to
Niggas wouldn't make it on this
I'm not new to
I'm not new, I'm not new
Yeah, I know you things
Nobody likes us except for us
Yeah, all I ever needed was the so that's what's up
Yeah, my sound got the whole city a way now
So I don't a fuck about what anybody sayin' right now