Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

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

You gon' get this Rollie off the wrist,
You gon' have my phone full of all 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 relationship with you, is what you do
I had you after twelve but you right after at two
I have anything I'd want but I still want you
the truth
I'm not into the sentimentals
Just me and you 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 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 that call his ass right now, say deserting him
This call him while we fucking so he heard the shit

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

Money stalking me, its the money talk to me
So if you ain't talking money then don't talk to me (shh)
I with dope boys, I keep a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my top but won't let you get the drop on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and trouble seems to me
I my pistol to the mall, my pistol 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 play me off the you know I got kids
And more major keys a locksmith
I could teach you niggas how to this
My bed was a on the carpet
My ride was a bus MARTA
full of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm allergic to a
Nothing but foreign in my garage, ah

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

I'm takin' risks, she pills, takin' pics
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I stick to the basics, not a bitch
You deserve a young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up your
Treat these hoes secondary
I couldn't even 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
you dance the bedroom turn to Magic City
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
thin air, yeah 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 like they did Aunt Vivian
put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the dividends
I'mma show you the fuck commitment is, baby
Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' me give
you make me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, this like déjà vu

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, you ain't got to 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, that's what they pray to for
You gon' make me give up everything I for