Luyện nghe bài hát Workin'

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting
my 'Rari out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
I back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

Pussy ass nigga you ain't jug
I'm a Piru, ask Big Suge
I'm a real trapper, ask Hill
For the thrill, I pop a pill,
at the ops to catch a kill (hey)
I'm Waka Flocka,
Kill a family member, shawty El nigga
Throw sets in the air for my blockas nigga
Two of the ? That go Flocka nigga
I'm on the my nigga
Where the youngins going crazy, cops my nigga
Red, blue, white flags a Haitian killer
I will never back down, I'm from Clayco

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting
Back my out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting
I back my out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

A lot of rappers start trapping it's recess
Real jet boy I snatch the chain off your
Set the for you niggas, that's a preset
Elm Street, Dirt Gang nigga the G set
I'm Meech, my nigga
Bricksquad off loyalty, fuck you niggas
Waka Flocka name still good in these
Five shooters nigga, you ain't hard to reach
When it to killers, got a fleet my nigga
a chopper out, holes in your fleece my nigga
I you thinking to yourself I'm a beast, my nigga
Hundred shootouts, we ain't never defeat, my nigga

I been workin'
Cocaina, she be nigga
Back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be nigga
I my 'Rari out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, Gotti

Check his background, he who he say he is
Acting hard to youngins, come shoot up your shit
Boy I must a lot of rap
Early in the morning and my dog cookies
John
Wish he try me, cross the line, you a nigga
Go Waka Flocka, kamikaze
Hands like I'm Ali, south side you find me
Heard they trying to me off the streets, my nigga
niggas snitching, talking to police my nigga
Now the feds tryna kick in my door
I got lawyer fees, burn money, closed (Flocka)

I workin' nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting
Back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

I been nigga
Cocaina, she be flirting
I back my 'Rari out the
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John