Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

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

You gon' get Rollie off the wrist, yeah
You gon' have my full of all your pics, yeah
You gon' have me flying in and out of
You said been losing weight and dropping pounds
Damn, I I'm 'bout to leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, is what you do
I had you after twelve but you came right at two
I could have anything I'd want but I still you
That's the
I'm not into the sentimentals
me and you behind the tinted windows
While you throwing all innuendos
We just finna up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything that you've been
We only do what we meant to like,
This that titties on the glass, the curtains shit
This that fuck you in the air, no dick
This that call his ass 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' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still you, but you know what 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' me give up everything I worked for

Money me, its like the money talk to me
So if you ain't talking 'bout money then don't to me (shh)
I work dope boys, I keep a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but let you get the drop on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and trouble 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 streets so they won't me

let you play me off the streets you know I got kids
And more keys than a locksmith
I could teach you niggas how to this
My bed was a pallet on the
My ride was a bus named
Pillow of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm allergic to a
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 ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know come first though
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

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

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