Luyện nghe bài hát Work For It

DJ Khaled!

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

You gon' get this off the wrist, yeah
You gon' have my phone full of all your pics,
You gon' have me flying in and out of
You said you've been losing weight and pounds
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 after at two
I could have anything I'd but I still want you
That's the
I'm not into the sentimentals
Just me and you behind the windows
While you throwing all innuendos
We finna fuck up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me that you've been through
We only do what we to like, woah
that titties on the glass, pull the curtains shit
This that fuck you in the air, no service
This that his ass right now, say you're deserting him
This that call him while we so he heard the shit

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

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

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

me give 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 what first though
Make me give up everything I 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

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, takin'
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I stick to the basics, not a bitch
You a young young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up your
Treat these others secondary
I couldn't cheat with my secretary
Faithful to you even I'm on road
Even if I'm on a different
I'mma still make you feel close,
I'm addicted to ass and titties
When you dance the bedroom turn to City
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
Outta air, yeah thats magic tricking
I you to the Caribbean
Make your as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out that like we amphibians
I won't change you up next season for another chick they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the
show you what 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
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 church
I still bless you but you come first though
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You make me give up everything I worked for