Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know what come first
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

You gon' get Rollie off the wrist, yeah
You have my phone full of all your pics, yeah
You gon' me flying in and out of town
You said you've been losing weight and dropping
Damn, I think I'm 'bout to leave the one I'm
Start a new relationship with you, this is you do
I had you after twelve but you came right at two
I have anything I'd want but I still want you
That's the
I'm not really the sentimentals
me and you behind the tinted windows
While you throwing all these
We just fuck up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, me everything that you've been through
We do what we meant to like, woah
that titties on the glass, pull the curtains shit
This fuck you in the air, no service dick
This that call his ass now, say you're deserting him
This that him while we fucking so he heard the shit

me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you what come first though
Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, that's what they to church for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for

Money stalking me, its the money talk to me
So if you ain't talking 'bout then don't talk to me (shh)
I with dope boys, I keep a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my top but won't let you get the drop on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and trouble seems to me
I take my to the mall, my pistol shop with me
That bitch is jockin' me, and niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so they hire me

let you play me off the streets you know I got kids
And more keys than a locksmith
I could teach you niggas how to rock
My bed was a pallet on the
My ride was a bus named
Pillow full of Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but foreign in my garage, ah

me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you go to church though
I still bless you, but you know come first though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, that's what they pray to for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for

I'm risks, she takin' pills, takin' pics
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I stick to the basics, not a basic
You deserve a young young
speeding up your respiratory
Treat these others hoes
I couldn't even cheat with my
Faithful to you even when I'm on
if I'm on a different coast
I'mma still make you feel close,
I'm addicted to ass and titties
When you dance the turn to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, yeah thats magic
I take you to the
Make your mind as clear as the water you in
In and out that like we amphibians
I won't change you up next season for chick like they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the
I'mma show you the fuck commitment is, baby
Make me give up I worked for
You make me give
Girl you make me wanna leave the one I'm
Start a new relationship with you, this like déjà vu

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't got to church
I bless you but you what come first though
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for