Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

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

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

Make me give up everything I 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 come though
Make me give up I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You make me give up everything I worked for

Money stalking me, its like the money to me
So if you talking 'bout money then don't talk 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 take my pistol to the mall, my shop with me
That bitch is jockin' me, and young admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so they won't me

Can't let you play me off the streets you know I got
And more keys than a locksmith
I teach you niggas how to rock this
My bed was a pallet on the
My ride was a bus MARTA
Pillow full of Lauder
Nigga, I'm allergic to a
but foreign cars in my garage, ah

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' 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 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 up everything I worked for

I'm risks, she takin' pills, takin' pics
Day job night job, shit
I stick to the basics, not a bitch
You a young young legendary
speeding up your respiratory
Treat these others hoes
I couldn't even cheat my secretary
Faithful to you even when I'm on
if I'm on a different coast
I'mma make you feel close, mama
I'm addicted to ass and titties
When you dance the bedroom to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, yeah magic tricking
I take you to the
Make your mind as as the water you swimming in
In and out that like we amphibians
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 show you the fuck commitment is, baby
Make me give up everything I for
You make me give
you make me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, this feel déjà vu

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