Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Car sample
Hey, Butter, one of us, right
Work, uh, where all my
(Where them at?)
All my ballers, what? Let's do it like
(Get up)

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

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

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

your dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you all the garbage stuck
Now you in the depths of Hell, feel like damn it my lucky day
Never shoulda my way, motherfucker

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

So what the fuck here to do, work
Huh, and it's on like motherfucker and it's on like that
I in work and it's on like that
Yo dog, I hope you cleaned strap
Uh, huh, 'cos I in work

Fatal how the hood'll hate you, caught up in
Colors and ganja like black totes for armor
and macks never the same pocket
Kept his Phillies and crack how the streets it

Switch 'em, B like he fathered the system
block cinemas away from the prison
With souls, rows and so on
Fall victim to the and so much can go wrong

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

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

Just puttin' in work and it's on like
Castro, you know it's on that, huh, huh, huh, huh, work
And it's on 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 to carry
All you sleep, look at me, his face I'll
I look at you and say that's what happens when cousins

Work, hate funk 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 might be bailin' in a

I be low from Rocko
In a condo outside of
How I feel y'all poppin' shit
Like a constipated port a lot of but you ain't droppin' shit

This is me here, it ain't no man
Always somebody's business like you was [unverified]
Work, nigga, I puts in ten men
Kick up more than dirt, drinkin' more gin than Vin

Well, see no El Nino or tsunami
drop up on me so we got to fuck over Tommy
I puts in work, I puts in work and it's on that
Motherfucker them snakes and rats

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

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