Luyện nghe bài hát Work For It

DJ Khaled!

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

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

Make me give up 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 what come first
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

Money me, its like 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 drop top but won't let you get the on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and seems to follow me
I take my pistol to the mall, my pistol shop me
bitch is jockin' me, and young niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so they won't me

Can't let you play me off the you know I got kids
And more keys than a locksmith
I could teach you how to rock this
My bed was a pallet on the
My was a bus named MARTA
Pillow of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm allergic to a
Nothing but cars in my garage, ah

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

I'm takin' risks, she pills, takin' pics
Day job night job, Jamaican
I stick to the basics, not a bitch
You deserve a young legendary
speeding up your respiratory
Treat others hoes secondary
I couldn't even with my secretary
to you even when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a coast
I'mma still make you feel close,
I'm to your ass and titties
When you dance the turn to Magic City
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
thin air, yeah thats magic tricking
I take you to the
Make your as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out that bitch like we
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 up everything I worked for
You gon' me give
Girl you make me wanna the one I'm with
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 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