Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

Let me roll up my sleeves and go to
Beautiful and (Just Blaze)

It's that motherfucking again
my diary what's on my mind again
Just play a beat, I'ma crack an ice cold
The studio that Pac got shot in, I'm rhyming in
If you told my younger self that the place you find me in
I would not believe you, these are so astonishing
Demons chasing me, I ran Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the things
That's a quarter million on some that I'm driving in
Pull up the McLaren like that's just shit to travel in
Russell Westbrook averaging
Most improved player, they don't know what the is happening
The like "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic throwin' a fuckin' javelin
Episode 3
My favorite rapper's Gerald, I'm a big fan of him
You won't get nowhere stalling and you standing like a
Why the fuck you
I understand the at hand

Let me
What do you about work?
Let me
I'm talkin' about getting up five a week
Brushing ya teeth, your ass,
going into your office and making old guy rich paid out
Let me roll up my and go to work
That's a job

It's that muthafuckin' time again
Blacking out, don't a fuck about a thing
Fuck the world that's just the state of I'm in
That's the place you me in
Look, nobody live as him
Million dollar smile that I just and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak when I came up, they prolly mad I'm on
But then they transformed and changed up like a
Bunch of Geralds copying what I went platinum on
But the real, me myself and I, you all be dead and gone
Disrespect me, don't come to the bay, your is gone
My is E-4-0, he givin' game, I pass it on
Study him 'cause he the one that lasted
This I go assassin on
I just took some acid, hit the booth, and started rapping
Treat the studio a decathlon
Never down, I'm tryna put my whole damn family on
every night, I go 'til after dawn
To be the thing in the world,
I'm not the one to up on

Let me
Look, you could be a fuckin' bank teller, you could be a
Let me
Or wash cars, sell clothes at a boutique.
Alright listen, makin' somebody else rich
You're that clock.
You in, you clock out, you making that money
Let me roll up my and go to work
How that work?

A fucking hater's always looking, tryna for targets
If you don't me, don't speak on me
Stick to your
While they debate if I'm an artist
Or if I'm markets
All I really know, I'm just hardest
And 'til the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing work
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a carcass
A polarizing
But you could love or me
But try and say I pay my dues, fuck off,
How dumb they be
Nobody to make me
I did it by my
Who else did songs with everybody Spears to Mozzy?
You New York aristocrats you should just relax
You miss the
Bitch, I'm the Bay, was born to bridge the gaps
And I'm a in my city, they say "His shit slaps"
Said I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get these
And bring 'em back to inspire every kid who
I'm Michael Phelps, get out my
I'm different laps

Let me
Let me up my sleeves and go to work