Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I 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 gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, that's what they pray to for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for

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

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

Money stalking me, its like the talk to me
So if you ain't talking 'bout money don't talk to me (shh)
I work with 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 seems to me
I take my pistol to the mall, my pistol with me
That bitch is jockin' me, and niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so won't hire me

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

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

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, pics
Day job night job, shit
I to the basics, not a basic bitch
You deserve a young young
Heartthrob speeding up respiratory
Treat these others secondary
I even cheat with my secretary
Faithful to you even I'm on road
if I'm on a different coast
I'mma still make you close, mama
I'm addicted to your ass and
When you dance the bedroom to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, thats magic tricking
I you to the Caribbean
Make mind as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out bitch like we amphibians
I won't change you up next season for another chick like they did Aunt
I'mma put you on the businesses, divy up the dividends
I'mma show you 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, feel like déjà vu

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