Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

Let me roll up my and go to work
and Damned (Just Blaze)

It's motherfucking time again
Tell my diary on my mind again
Just play a beat, I'ma an ice cold Heineken
The studio Pac got shot in, currently 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 finer
That's a quarter million on some tires I'm driving in
up the McLaren like that's just some shit to travel in
Russell triple-double averaging
Most player, they don't know what the fuck is happening
The homies "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion throwin' a fuckin'
Episode 3
My favorite Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You won't get nowhere stalling and you like a mannequin
Why the fuck you
I the task at hand

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

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

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

A fucking hater's always looking, tryna search for
If you don't know me, don't on me
to your departments
While they if I'm an urban artist
Or if I'm merging
All I really know, I'm just working
And the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing work regardless
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 don't pay my dues, off,
How dumb they be
Nobody help to me
I did it by my
Who else did songs with everybody Britney Spears to
You New York Times aristocrats you should just
You the facts
Bitch, I'm from the Bay, was born to the gaps
And I'm a in my city, they say "His shit slaps"
I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get these plaques
And bring 'em back to inspire kid who raps
I'm Phelps, get out my lane
I'm swimming different

Let me
Let me roll up my and go to work