Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

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

You get this Rollie off the wrist, yeah
You gon' have my phone of all your pics, yeah
You gon' have me flying in and out of
You said you've been losing weight and dropping
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 after twelve but you came right at two
I could have anything I'd want but I want you
the truth
I'm not really the sentimentals
Just me and you the tinted windows
While you throwing all these
We finna fuck up all the incidentals 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, the curtains shit
that fuck you in the air, no service dick
This that 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 first though
Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what 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 then don't talk to me (shh)
I work with dope boys, I a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but won't let you get the on me (catch up)
I the yop on me and trouble seems to follow me
I take my to the mall, my pistol shop with me
That bitch is me, and young niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so they hire me

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

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

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, pics
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I to the basics, not a basic bitch
You deserve a young legendary
speeding up your respiratory
Treat these others hoes
I couldn't even cheat with my
Faithful to you even I'm on road
Even if I'm on a coast
I'mma still make you feel close,
I'm to your ass and titties
When you the bedroom turn to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, yeah thats magic
I take you to the
Make mind as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out that bitch like we
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
I'mma show you what the fuck commitment is,
Make me give up everything I for
You make me give
Girl you make me wanna leave the one I'm
Start a new relationship with you, this feel like vu

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