Luyện nghe bài hát Work for It [Explicit]

DJ Khaled!

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

You gon' get this Rollie off the wrist,
You gon' 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 I'm 'bout to leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship you, this is what you do
I had you after twelve but you came right at two
I could have I'd want but I still want you
That's the
I'm not into the sentimentals
Just me and you behind the windows
While you all these innuendos
We just finna fuck up all the at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything that you've been
We only do what we to like, woah
This that titties on the glass, pull the curtains
This that you in the air, no service dick
that call his ass right now, say you're deserting him
This that call him we fucking so he heard the shit

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

stalking me, its like the money talk to me
So if you ain't 'bout money then don't talk to me (shh)
I work dope boys, I keep a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but won't let you get the 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 young niggas me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so won't hire me

Can't let you me off the streets you know I got kids
And more keys than a locksmith
I could teach you how to rock this
My bed was a on the carpet
My ride was a bus named
full of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but foreign in my garage, ah

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

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, pics
Day job night job, shit
I stick to the basics, not a basic
You deserve a young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up your
Treat others hoes secondary
I couldn't cheat with my secretary
Faithful to you when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a coast
I'mma still make you feel close,
I'm addicted to ass and titties
When you dance the bedroom turn to Magic
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
Outta thin air, yeah magic tricking
I you to the Caribbean
Make mind as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out that like we amphibians
I won't you up next season for another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the
I'mma you what the fuck commitment is, baby
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give
Girl you make me wanna leave the one I'm
a new relationship with you, this feel 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 though
I still bless you but you what first though
Make me up everything I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what they to church for
You make me give up everything I worked for