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 bless you, but you know what come first though
Make me give up everything I for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' make me up everything 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 in and out of town
You said you've been losing and dropping pounds
Damn, I think I'm 'bout to the one I'm with
Start a new relationship you, this is what you do
I had you after twelve but you came after at two
I have anything I'd want but I still want you
That's the
I'm not really the sentimentals
Just me and you behind the tinted
While you all these innuendos
We just fuck up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything you've been through
We only do what we meant to like,
that titties on the glass, pull the curtains shit
This fuck you in the air, no service dick
This call his ass right now, say you're deserting him
This that call him while we so he heard the shit

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know come first though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, that's what they pray to 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 then don't to me (shh)
I work 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 take my pistol to the mall, my pistol shop me
That bitch is jockin' me, and young niggas me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so they won't me

Can't let you play me off the you know I got kids
And more major keys than a
I could teach you niggas how to rock
My bed was a pallet on the
My was a bus named MARTA
Pillow of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm allergic to a
Nothing but foreign in my garage, ah

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
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 everything I for

I'm takin' risks, she pills, takin' pics
Day job night job, shit
I stick to the basics, not a bitch
You a young young legendary
Heartthrob up your respiratory
Treat these hoes secondary
I couldn't even cheat with my
Faithful to you even I'm on road
if I'm on a different coast
I'mma make you feel close, mama
I'm to your ass and titties
When you dance the bedroom 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 did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, divy up the dividends
show you what the fuck commitment is, baby
Make me 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' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't got to church
I still you but you what come first though
Make me up everything I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what they to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for