Luyện nghe bài hát Work For It

DJ Khaled!

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

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

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

stalking me, its like the money talk to me
So if you ain't talking 'bout money don't talk to me (shh)
I with 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 the yop on me and trouble seems to follow me
I my pistol to the mall, my pistol shop with me
bitch is jockin' me, and young niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the so they won't hire me

Can't let you play me off the streets you 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 full of Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but foreign in my garage, ah

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

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, takin'
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I stick to the basics, not a basic
You deserve a 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 make you feel close, mama
I'm addicted to your ass and
When you the bedroom turn to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta air, yeah thats magic tricking
I take you to the
your mind as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out that bitch we amphibians
I won't change you up next season for another chick like they did Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck is, baby
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me
Girl you me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, feel like déjà vu

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, you got to church though
I still bless you but you what come though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for