Luyện nghe bài hát Workin'

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

I been workin'
Cocaina, she be flirting
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 Flocka, nigga
Kill a family member, El Chapo nigga
Throw your sets in the air for my nigga
Two shots of the ? That go nigga
I'm on the my nigga
Where the youngins going crazy, cops my nigga
Red, blue, white like a Haitian killer
I never back down, I'm from Clayco nigga

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 back my out the driveway
500 Pounds, 200 squares, John

A lot of rappers start trapping it's recess
Real jet boy I the chain off your neck
Set the game for you niggas, a preset
Elm Street, Dirt nigga that's the G set
I'm like Meech, my
Bricksquad off loyalty, fuck you niggas
Waka Flocka name still in these streets
Five shooters nigga, you ain't hard to reach
When it come to killers, got a my nigga
Pull a chopper out, in your fleece my nigga
I know you thinking to I'm a beast, my nigga
Hundred shootouts, we ain't faced defeat, my nigga

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

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

his background, he ain't who he say he is
Acting hard to them youngins, come shoot up your
Boy I admit a lot of rap
Early in the morning and my dog cookies
Gotti
Wish he try me, cross the line, you a nigga
Go against Flocka, kamikaze
Hands like I'm Ali, south side you find me
Heard they to take me off the streets, my nigga
Pussy niggas snitching, to police my nigga
Now the feds kick in my front door
I got fees, burn money, case closed (Flocka)

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

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