Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work (Drake Diss)

Aye, nigga, what that work
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 the drama
I'll bring it to your face, cook it Benihana's
ride out on Yokohamas
And my fingernails dirty, I've countin' straight 100's
Why these wanna test me on the low though?
Got no mothafuckin' patience so I'm with the scope though
Put your mouth on the low
Sleepin' with the enemy, it's like on a rope
Jim Carrey, I ain't fuckin' you liars
All black attire, if we match it fuel the
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 soul fly like a sparrow
All my niggas thorough dinero
never was my homie, all these bitches know you're phony

Aye, nigga, what that work
Aye, bitch, what that like?
You know me, I've trappin' with it all night
wanna take it there, we can take it there all night
Aye, nigga, what that work
Aye, bitch, what work 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 money
Hoppin' off the leer, ain't no passengers in
I got poppin', no beer
Why you in my ear? I can hear the money
When I'm back in the city and it's
My in the sky with the lights on the field
I'm a gold chain buyin'
Got that rikki in the trunk and I pop it if a nigga
got a brand new bag, baby, Goyard
Cash, baby, Maybach rag baby, yeah
LK frames on the dash, the fast lane
With a baddy, mane, ass, got a fatty,
Tattoos, Wang, G5, hydroplane
Kings, everything (everything?) everything
Cartier rings, but this ain't no love thing
to them green things, Franklins and money trees

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

6 God

Produced By: & SykSense

Rrrr

I'll admit it, admit it
Watch your tone 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 the worst boy (worst)
I'll admit it, I'll it
You been a man for like a minute
I told you that I'm in it for the haul
You can really get the
I'll admit it, admit it
Rolling hittin' swishes
Got me like a ball hog
I pass 'em when I get it
I'll it, I'll admit it
You too 'bout the bitches
I got one girl, and she my girl, and nobody can hit it
She'll admit it, admit it
She ain't with you niggas
And just like every 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
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 Benz on the boy
Already had a Rolls
Sold a couple Bentley last week, were my old toys
I a fuck about old boy
I a fuck about his squad boy
I give a fuck about mob boy
I'm the 6 God boy
I'm about to say a thing
I'm about to say a thing
You was poppin' back when Usher wore a
God you changed
I put it on 'erything, a err ting
It's a OVO come murk things
I know you things
Bitch I know you heard
Yeah, I know you heard
I'm not new to
Coming the motherfucking 6 side
I'm not new to
wouldn't make it on this side
I'm not new to
I'm not new, I'm not new
Yeah, I know you things
Nobody really likes us for us
Yeah, all I ever was the squad so that's what's up
Yeah, my sound got the city a way right now
So I don't a fuck about what anybody sayin' right now