Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work (Drake Diss)

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

1]
Aye nigga, Raw the drama
I'll it to your face, cook it like Benihana's
ride 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' so I'm patient with the scope though
Put your mouth on the low
Sleepin' with the enemy, like hangin' on a rope
Jim Carrey, I ain't fuckin' with you
All black attire, if we match it the fire
time 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 about dinero
Nigga never was my homie, all these know you're phony

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

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

Take it there all night,
We can take it all night, nigga
money all night, nigga
And bitch with 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 here go another mo'fucker that don't understand the concept of puttin' first boy (first)
I'm 'bout to hit you the work boy (work)
I'm to hit you with the work boy (work)
I hate comin' through stuntin' on niggas that I know, ahh that's the 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 get the business
I'll it, I'll admit it
Rolling swishers hittin'
Got me feelin' a ball hog
I don't pass 'em I get it
admit it, I'll admit it
You too worried 'bout the
I got one girl, and she my girl, and nobody can hit it
admit it, she'll admit it
She ain't fuckin' with you
And just like every other thing in my life
You can her when I'm finished
I hear the talk on is I'm the shit boy
Phone call back home, is hot up in the 6 boy
Shit hot up in the 6 right now 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
Already had a Rolls
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 about mob boy
I'm the 6 God boy
I'm to say a true thing
I'm about to say a true
You was poppin' back Usher wore a U-chain
God damn you
I put it on 'erything, it's a err
It's a OVO come through things
I you heard things
Bitch I know you things
Yeah, I know you things
I'm not new to
from the motherfucking 6 side
I'm not new to
Niggas make it on this side
I'm not new to
I'm not new, I'm not new
Yeah, I know you things
really likes us except for us
Yeah, all I needed was the squad so that's what's up
Yeah, my sound got the whole city a way now
So I don't give a fuck about what anybody right now