Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Car wash
Hey, Butter, one of us, right
Work, uh, all my hustlers?
(Where thugs at?)
All my ballers, what? do it like this
(Get up)

Uh,
(Indiana, Indiana)
Work, Mag in muth, yo
Killa from Queens, trigga Treach
(New Jeru, Jerz)

Well, can you get it I get it? I got to get my blood
Known for slangin' yayo and the lick with my thugs
Fuck you, fuck your crew fool and all shit
Bitch, a new nigga on the premises, work

Ah, puttin' it down like I knows to,
Splittin' these hata's like I'm supposed to
you wanna act the fool and come and test
Get that AK through your vest

Forget dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you all the garbage stuck
Now you in the of Hell, feel like damn it ain't my lucky day
Never looked my way, motherfucker

Don't trust your ass fool as far as I can thrust you
Don't make no sudden moves fool and I won't to bust you
Trigga Treach, he got his do
We puttin' in work from to Russia fool

So what the fuck y'all to do, work
Huh, and it's on that motherfucker and it's on like that
I puts in work and on like that
Yo dog, I hope you your strap
Uh, huh, I puts in work

Fatal how the hood'll hate you, up in drama
Colors and ganja like black auto totes for
Millies and macks never the same
Kept his Phillies and how the streets rock it

'em, B cases like he fathered the system
Organized block cinemas away the prison
With souls, lost and so on
Fall to the streets and so much can go wrong

Rebels meet crumble and majesties for
Out of towners and downers introduce pounders
A lay loot for power evil shoot through cowards
Lettin' other just regulate they hours

Coke or chronic, Philly Millie by his scrotum
Barrel X to G packs, never got along cops
it was Brett Favre and D backs
It's how rap cats believe

Just puttin' in work and it's on that
Castro, you it's on like that, huh, huh, huh, huh, work
And on like that, yeah, y'all we gettin' it on like that
Puttin' it in y'all, it in y'all

Check it, I get deep voice Barry
All you keep, naw you keep, forgot I got permit to
All you sleep, look at me, his I'll bury
I look at you and say that's what happens cousins marry

Work, hate that shit, don't show up
up from the floor up
My so fat it needs to loose weight like hold up
On the run, huh, it be bailin' in a Bronco

I be low from Rocko
In a condo of Toronto
How I feel about poppin' shit
Like a constipated a lot of noise but you ain't droppin' shit

This is me here, it no other man
Always into somebody's business you was [unverified]
Work, nigga, I puts in ten men
Kick up more dust than dirt, more gin than Vin

Well, see no El Nino or ghetto
Couldn't up on me so we got to fuck over Tommy
I puts in work, I puts in and it's on like that
Motherfucker with them and rats

I puts in work, work and it's on that
Hope you motherfuckers your back
'Cos I in work, work
New Jerus, y'all Jerz, y'all

Work, ah, ow, Indiana comin' on
Work, oh, what it y'all comin' from Queens
Work, hey, put it for my town