Luyện nghe bài hát Work (Remix)

I gotta close the window I record
Cause New York don't how to be quiet

[Verse 1: Ferg]
Coogi down to the like I'm biggie poppa
Keep your girl head in my Tommy
But really though, she a ho
Cause you the Fergenstein getting plenty dough
She don't get nothin' from a nigga
All she get is hard dick and Cheerios
Kinda silly though, but I'm
Bet I put him in the dirt the penny loafs
No tint though, on my
So you see a nigga in the Benzo
Ballin'! (Skkrrrrr!)
Got me feelin' Jim Jones
I'm a pimp though, no limp
Couldn't copy my in Kinkos
Put in work, run up on a killer I put him in the dirt
Run up in the buildin', gon' squirt
That's what a nigga get when they getting on my
I ain't - lay 'em on the curb
Riding on a killer who be at Ferg!
Damnnnnnnnn!!!
you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr
Put in work, put 'em in the dirt
French got the shovel he put him in the earth
Trinidad with a all gold hearse
Yeah, uh, put in
Schoolboy Q with a pound of the
So much work smoke up the Earth
Polo Ground, World

[Verse 2: French
(Haaan!) That Kanye, that's Montana
Loose cannon, he me so I had to do it
Put him in the dirt, put him in it
I just a swammy with ten hommies on it
Her ass fat, you park ten Tahoes on it
When they mask up, comin' for ice
When they bare-faced, they comin for your
Baby don't for me pray for the weak
I'm drinkin' lean, it me sleep
Illuminati? I'm from the
Never my body, we takin' bodies

Put in work, put in
Put in work, put 'em in the

[Verse 3: James]
Shout out that motherland, 12 years old guns in hand
They don't ask no questions, nigga, all they do is bang bang
They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang
I said I do this for shottas, Trinidad I love ya
I do this for shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother
I know a bitch from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my
You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's problem
I fuck with Asian niggas And I with Migos
I fuck Haitian niggas, all they speak is Creole
I said all I speak is real, niggas might hate me but
don't get no deal, I said no that don't get no deal
I just now got my deal, but I been this money
No green card in this struggle, immigration you nothing

But (Put it in work)
(Put it in work)
(Put it in work)

[Verse 4: Q]
Yawk, Yawk, Yawk, Yawk!
A lotta died, should've been from Hoover Street
No I do not have a car, but I buy one every week
Pimpin' I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36
Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin'
I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate
My heart where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape
Bitches throwin' back and forth, they on my dick
Passion drippin' off her lip, she say she had a crip
Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya
All big titties lift shirt, show a player what you're worth
Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in the Church
Deacon said I did my shit, the said, "That nigga turnt"
Pop my collar on my shirt, make these bitches go
Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, xannies poppin' percs
Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn backseat to a hearse
Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a

[Verse 5: Rocky]
A lot of homies cried, due to crimes,
Drivin' by, nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out of line, barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar
You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer
The same niggas who jack it be the first who claim we
My bitch is a actress, side bitch won a beauty pageant
Got a that worked at Magic, but I'm so damn fine make a bitch look average
See my daddy in heaven, right to Ferg's
You know what's up I'm throwin'
Lux, put in work