Luyện nghe bài hát Workin

[Waka Flame]
I been nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my 'Rari out the
500 pounds, 200 squares, Gotti
I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be twerking
I back my 'Rari out the
500 pounds, 200 squares, John

Pussy ass you ain't never jug
I'm a real Piru, ask Big
I'm a trapper, ask [?]
For the thrill, I pop a pill, shoot at the ops to catch a
I'm Flocka, nigga
Kill a family member, shawty El nigga
Throw your sets in the air for my blockas
Two shots of the [?] that go nigga
I'm on the my nigga
Where the youngins crazy, shooting cops my nigga
Red, blue, white flags like a Haitian
I will never down, I'm from Clayco nigga

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be twerking
Back my 'Rari out the
500 pounds, 200 squares, John
I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be twerking
I back my out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

A lot of rappers trapping it's like recess
Real jet boy I snatch the chain off neck
Set the for you niggas, that's a preset
Elm Street, Dirt nigga that's the G set
I'm Meech, my nigga
Bricksquad live off loyalty, fuck you
Waka Flocka name still in these streets
Five shooters nigga, you ain't hard to reach
it come to killers, gotta fleet my nigga
Pull a chopper out, in your fleets my nigga
I know you thinking to yourself I'm a beast, my
shootouts, we ain't never faced defeat, my nigga

I been workin'
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, John
I been nigga
Cocaina, she be twerking
I back my 'Rari out the
500 pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

his background, he ain't who he say he is
Acting to them youngins, come shoot up your shit
Boy I admit a lot of rap
Early in the morning and my dog baking
John
Wish he try me, cross the line, you a body
Go against Waka Flocka,
Hands like I'm Ali, side where you find me
Heard trying to take me off the streets, my nigga
Pussy snitching, talking to police my nigga
Now the feds tryna kick in my door
I got loyal fees, burn money, case (Flocka)

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my out the driveway
500 pounds, 200 squares, Gotti
I been workin'
Cocaina, she be twerking
I back my 'Rari out the
500 pounds, 200 squares, Gotti