Luyện nghe bài hát Workin'

I been workin'
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, 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,
Shoot at the ops to a kill (hey)
I'm Waka Flocka,
Kill a family member, shawty El nigga
Throw your sets in the air for my nigga
Two shots of the ? That go Flocka
I'm on the block my
Where the youngins going crazy, shooting cops my
Red, blue, flags like a Haitian killer
I will never back down, I'm from nigga

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

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

A lot of rappers start it's like recess
jet boy I snatch the chain off your 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 still good in these streets
Five thousand shooters nigga, you ain't to reach
it come to killers, got a fleet my nigga
Pull a out, holes in your fleece my nigga
I you thinking to yourself I'm a beast, my nigga
shootouts, we ain't never faced defeat, my nigga

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

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 them youngins, come up your shit
Boy I must a lot of rap
Early in the and my dog baking cookies
John
Wish he try me, cross the line, you a nigga
Go Waka Flocka, kamikaze
Hands like I'm Ali, side where you find me
they 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 lawyer fees, money, case closed (Flocka)

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

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