Luyện nghe bài hát Work

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

Uh,
(Indiana, Indiana)
Work, Mag in muth, yo
Castro 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 part the lick with my
Fuck you, fuck crew fool and all that shit
Bitch, it's a new nigga on the premises,

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

Forget your dog, get
up and see you with all the garbage stuck
Now you in the depths of Hell, feel like it ain't my lucky day
Never shoulda my way, motherfucker

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

So what the fuck y'all here to do,
Huh, and it's on like that motherfucker and it's on like
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 you, caught up in drama
Colors and ganja like black auto for armor
Millies and macks the same pocket
his Phillies and crack how the streets rock it

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

Rebels crumble and majesties for salaries
Out of towners and goose introduce pounders
A lay loot for power evil shoot through cowards
other niggas just regulate they hours

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

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

Work, hate that funk shit, show up
Tore up the floor up
My gat's so fat it needs to loose weight like up
On the run, huh, it might be bailin' in a

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

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

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

I puts in work, work and on like that
Hope you watch your back
I puts 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