Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work (Drake Diss)

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

1]
Aye nigga, Raw with the
bring it to your face, cook it like Benihana's
Then ride out on
And my dirty, I've been countin' straight 100's
Why these wanna test me on the low though?
Got no mothafuckin' patience so I'm patient the scope though
Put your potty on the low
Sleepin' with the enemy, it's hangin' on a rope
Jim Carrey, I fuckin' with you liars
All black attire, if we match it fuel the
time and we aimin' for the body
I'm X's on the wall, if you resurrect, you Makiaveli
Sphinx, I'm a pharaoh, ain't a
Potato on the barrel, watch soul fly like a sparrow
All my niggas about dinero
Nigga never was my homie, all bitches know you're phony

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

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

Take it there all night,
We can take it all night, nigga
Gettin' all night, nigga
And your with me all night, nigga
We can take it all night, nigga
Take it there all night,
I'll be on the flight, nigga
You ain't on this jet flight,

6 God

Produced By: & SykSense

Rrrr

I'll admit it, admit it
Watch your motherfuckin' boy
Get boy
Aww here go another mo'fucker that don't understand the concept of puttin' first boy (first)
I'm to hit you with the work boy (work)
I'm 'bout to hit you with the boy (work)
I hate comin' through stuntin' on niggas that I know, ahh that's the boy (worst)
I'll it, I'll admit it
You been a man for like a minute
I told you that I'm in it for the long
You can really get the
admit it, I'll admit it
Rolling swishers swishes
Got me like a ball hog
I don't pass 'em I get it
admit it, I'll admit it
You too worried the bitches
I got one girl, and she my girl, and nobody can hit it
She'll admit it, admit it
She fuckin' with you niggas
And just like every single thing in my life
You can have her when I'm
I hear the talk on is I'm the shit boy
Phone call home, shit is hot up in the 6 boy
Shit hot up in the 6 now shit hot up in the 6 boy
Shit is hot up in the 6 now
see us and get it fixed boy
Black on the road boy
had a Rolls Royce
Sold a couple Bentley last week, them were my old
I give a about old boy
I a fuck about his squad boy
I a fuck about your mob boy
I'm the 6 God boy
I'm to say a true thing
I'm to say a true thing
You was poppin' when Usher wore a U-chain
God damn you
I put it on 'erything, a err ting
It's a OVO come through things
I you heard things
Bitch I know you heard
Yeah, I know you things
I'm not new to
from the motherfucking 6 side
I'm not new to
Niggas wouldn't make it on side
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 squad so that's up
Yeah, my sound got the city a way right now
So I don't give a fuck about what anybody right now