Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

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 you, but you know what come first though
me give up everything 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

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

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

Money stalking me, its like the money 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 seems to follow me
I take my 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

Can't let you me off the streets you know I got kids
And major keys than a locksmith
I could teach you how to rock this
My bed was a on the carpet
My was a bus named MARTA
full of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but foreign in my garage, ah

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

I'm risks, she takin' pills, takin' pics
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I to the basics, not a basic bitch
You deserve a young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up respiratory
Treat these others secondary
I couldn't cheat with my secretary
to you even when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a different
I'mma make you feel close, mama
I'm addicted to your ass and
When you dance the bedroom turn to Magic
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
Outta thin air, yeah thats magic
I you to the Caribbean
Make your mind as clear as the water you in
In and out that bitch we amphibians
I won't you up next season for another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck is, baby
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me
Girl you make me wanna leave the one I'm
a new relationship with you, this feel like déjà vu

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