Luyện nghe bài hát Work

Niggas playing Pac-man, power pennies,
Im Call of Duty with that mac eleven.
If devil in the I shoot it long
And if you go against the team is bad, me hell at it.
Lord, me for my sins, Im just trying to get a benz.
In the kitchen with the pyrex, last brick, I gotta a stretch.
your wings, let me see you fly,
Can you bring the back, twenty five.
I rubber band that, damn, shit still wet, fan that.

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Work, saying that.
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God, me for my sins,
I fucked the game, of making plans.
Broke a down, tried to buy billions,
Diamonds all black, caught it, it for the tens.
I bought a big house a fence
And had to pay for them ams.
I paid what was off in city,
I pay off sin city.
Flying a model, drinking out the bottle,
She like to drink but sure she like to swallow,
Early on the road, on the faulty,
in the morning spend sixty in the party.

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Work, saying that.
Work, what you mean that?
Work, thousand man.
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boy shit, boom, turn on,
I plans on the hoe, will she burn up?
You nigger over hoe, you kidding me,
So you that bitch belong to you? You shitting me.
Fly like shit, real nigga, we holla at shit,
This real, chain, these watches, my shit.
Gold chain is the shit, black creator and its popping.
on the couches with my head calling,
Im in bitch acting like its my spot,
Lights on us, prime time, you know it all us, grind time.

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Work, quit that.
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Work, grant man.
Work, is that?
Work, quit that.
Work, what you with that?
Work, grant man.