Luyện nghe bài hát Work For It

DJ Khaled!

Make me give up everything I for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know what come though
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for

You gon' get Rollie off the wrist, yeah
You have my phone full of all your pics, yeah
You gon' have me flying in and out of
You said you've been losing and dropping pounds
Damn, I think I'm to leave the one I'm with
a new relationship with you, this is what you do
I had you after twelve but you came after at two
I could have anything I'd want but I still you
the truth
I'm not really the sentimentals
me and you behind the tinted windows
While you all these innuendos
We just finna up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything that you've through
We only do what we to like, woah
This that titties on the glass, pull the shit
This that fuck you in the air, no service
This call his ass right now, say you're deserting him
This that call him we fucking so he heard the shit

Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know what come though
Make me give up I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for

Money stalking me, its like the talk to me
So if you ain't 'bout money then don't talk to me (shh)
I work dope boys, I keep a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but won't let you get the on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and seems to follow me
I take my pistol to the mall, my shop with me
That bitch is jockin' me, and niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a of the streets so they won't hire me

Can't let you me off the streets you know I got kids
And more major than a locksmith
I could teach you niggas how to rock
My bed was a on the carpet
My ride was a bus MARTA
Pillow of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but cars in my garage, ah

Make me give up I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you go to church though
I still bless you, but you know what first though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up I worked for

I'm risks, she takin' pills, takin' pics
Day job night job, shit
I stick to the basics, not a basic
You a young young legendary
Heartthrob up your respiratory
Treat others hoes secondary
I even cheat with my secretary
to you even when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a different
I'mma still make you feel close,
I'm addicted to your ass and
When you dance the turn to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, yeah thats tricking
I take you to the
Make mind as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out bitch like we amphibians
I won't change you up next for another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma up the dividends
I'mma show you what the commitment is, baby
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give
you make me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, this feel like vu

me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you ain't got to church
I still bless you but you come first though
Make me give up I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what pray to church for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for