Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Niggas playing Pac-man, power pennies,
Im playing of Duty with that mac eleven.
If in the zone I shoot it long
And if you go the team is bad, call me hell at it.
Lord, forgive me for my sins, Im just to get a benz.
In the kitchen the pyrex, last brick, I gotta make a stretch.
your wings, let me see you fly,
Can you the nigga back, twenty five.
I rubber band that, damn, shit wet, double fan that.

Work, where is
Work, quit that.
Work, what you mean that?
Work, grant man.
Work, is that?
Work, quit that.
Work, you mean with that?
Work, grant man.

God, me for my sins,
I fucked the game, of making plans.
a brick down, tried to buy billions,
Diamonds all black, caught it, it for the tens.
I bought a big with a fence
And had to pay for them ams.
I paid what was off in city,
I pay off sin city.
Flying with a model, out the bottle,
She dont like to but sure she like to swallow,
on the road, grabbing on the faulty,
Fifty in the morning spend in the party.

Work, where is
Work, saying that.
Work, what you mean with
Work, grant man.
Work, where is
Work, quit that.
Work, you mean with that?
Work, grant man.

boy shit, boom, turn on,
I have plans on the hoe, she burn up?
You nigger fighting over hoe, you me,
So you that bitch belong to you? You shitting me.
Fly shit, real nigga, we dont holla at shit,
real, that chain, these watches, my shit.
Gold chain is the shit, black creator and its popping.
Standing on the with my head calling,
Im in this acting like its my spot,
Lights on us, prime time, you know it all us, grind time.

Work, where is
Work, saying that.
Work, what you with that?
Work, grant man.
Work, where is
Work, quit that.
Work, you mean with that?
Work, grant man.