Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work (Drake Diss)

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

1]
Aye nigga, Raw with the
bring it to your face, cook it like Benihana's
Then out on Yokohamas
And my fingernails dirty, I've been countin' 100's
Why niggas wanna test me on the low though?
Got no mothafuckin' patience so I'm patient with the scope
Put your mouth on the low
Sleepin' with the enemy, it's like 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, a fairy
Potato on the barrel, watch your soul fly a sparrow
All my thorough about dinero
Nigga never was my homie, all bitches know you're phony

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

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

Take it there all night,
We can it there all night, nigga
money all night, nigga
And your with me all night, nigga
We can take it there all night,
Take it all night, nigga
be on the first flight, nigga
You on this jet flight, nigga

6 God

Produced By: Boi-1da &

Rrrr

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