Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Nigga hustle
wanna sell dope where we grow up nigga
Ride with me and learn nigga
If not, stay away my nigga

Yeah, this shit right is for real hustle niggas
Real street niggas, follow me
Squared niggas, kick back and listen how is really go, uh

Cabbage work hoes spoke and pistols
Last in getting hearin' whistles
Scopin' map gestural back full of chips
A hot ass scraps ski mask and two in the

on 'em motophone let 'em know it's on
I pack use 'em homeboy, nigga we goners
on 'em Mexican though we won't work
No Baking slides twenty on 'em for the dirt

Got 'em, strap on 'em my shell with
See while the Greyhouse escpae across Interstate
Jumpin' up in the friendly scotia down weight
For the work show up and really do be

They pull up bread all the flawless us a show dog
Twenty and rally car like she a mother law
Damn, she'll need no the law
got us switch walkin' with the work like motherfuck the law

That's the shit nigga ball fo', how dope that they wall fo'?
Jumpin' on 'em hoes, they the hoes
We carry stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk kick wishin' y'all copy with those

Banged out, thanged out, hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust
Go blast the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work and hundred fo's

Now in the N and N.Y. talkin' to why dies with the
And some load ki's me
It's now and never, turn why should we
Let's turn this upside down
(How we?)

First to be unnoticed, I don't trust bitch
She fine but she mixed with rat the lil'
I don't feel right I know bustin' bust pipe
And the fed I had up on punk ass all night

Where we better do is send that to the [unverified]
Take the ki's to the car and get that bitch the cap
She go be mad about it she getting cut out
But let it know her job is done
(Bitch out)

Why we for?
(Nigga we paper chasin')
Okay then well, let's this put reservatoins
Bust or even train station
If you got motophone we can this operation

That's the shit nigga ball fo', how they that they wall fo'?
Jumpin' on 'em hoes, they the hoes
We carry stole us on homies with calicos
With funk wishin' y'all holy copy with those

Banged out, out, everybody hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we used
Go back, the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hoes

Now I'm the king of rock for my
One time shoot the block, I did my sack about the
Like a dream team both feams tryin' around me like
fifth G horse and spork the dope 'port

Like a hell is hot for shit, I ain't trippin'
Got folks in the bushes with the chop, so I ain't slippin'
None of out of town C's and Beems
Niggas playin' 'em gueens street never seen the pontrees

on the plane, I'm back on stinky greens
And Inglewood floss and faded the scene
1-0 Ol' T dope grindin'
Fresh gear, big wheels, jewels

So I hit Shall Sunday, watchin' low-low's hot
Me and my N.O. partners on the new drops
Bentleys, Warreys, Benzes,
With full of fall for the next twenty Summers

That's the shit nigga fo', how they dope that they wall fo'?
on 'em hoes, they floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with
With the funk wishin' y'all holy copy with those

Banged out, thanged out, everybody out
crews anybody sayin' we bust used
Go back, blast the gas about to us
For work hoes and hundred fo's

And you have it, that's how it go
From top to bottom, half heart, money nigga
Oh, don't get it up
I still got money for my first out of town, haha, you dig