Luyện nghe bài hát Workin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I been 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 them youngins, come up your shit
Boy I admit a lot of rap
Early in the and my dog baking cookies
Gotti
Wish he try me, the line, you a body nigga
Go against Waka Flocka,
Hands like I'm Ali, south where you find me
they trying to take me off the streets, my nigga
Pussy snitching, talking to police my nigga
Now the feds kick in my front door
I got fees, burn money, case closed (Flocka)

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

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