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 trappin' with it all
Niggas take it there, we can take it there,all night

1]
Aye nigga, Raw the drama
I'll bring it to your face, it like Benihana's
ride out on Yokohamas
And my fingernails dirty, I've countin' straight 100's
Why these niggas 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, like hangin' on a rope
Jim Carrey, I fuckin' with you liars
All black attire, if we match it the fire
It's 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 fly like a sparrow
All my niggas thorough about
Nigga never was my homie, all bitches know you're phony

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

2]
I make that money
Hoppin' off the leer, no passengers in here
I got poppin', no beer
Why you in my ear? I can the money clear
When I'm back in the and it's clear
My in the sky with the lights on the field
I'm a gold buyin' pioneer
Got that in the trunk and I pop it if a nigga liar
Papa's got a new bag, baby, Goyard
Cash, baby, Maybach rag baby, baby
LK on the dash, smashin' the fast lane
a baddy, mane, ass, got a fatty, mane
Tattoos, Vera Wang, G5,
Kings, everything (everything?) everything
Cartier love rings, but this no love thing
Married to them green things, Franklins and trees

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

6 God

Produced By: Boi-1da &

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 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)
admit it, I'll admit it
You haven't been a man for like a
I told you that I'm in it for the long
You can really get the
admit it, I'll admit it
Rolling swishers hittin'
Got me feelin' a ball hog
I don't pass 'em 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
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 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 right now hot up in the 6 boy
Shit is hot up in the 6 now
Come see us and get it boy
Benz on the road boy
Already had a Rolls
Sold a couple Bentley last week, them 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 to say a true thing
I'm about to say a true
You was back when Usher wore a U-chain
God you changed
I put it on 'erything, a err ting
It's a OVO come through things
I know you heard
Bitch I know you things
Yeah, I you heard things
I'm not new to
from 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 heard
Nobody really us except for us
Yeah, all I ever 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