Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Work (Drake Diss)

Aye, nigga, what work like?
Aye, bitch, what that like?
You me I've been trappin' with it all night
Niggas wanna it there, we can take it there,all night

1]
Aye nigga, Raw with the
I'll bring it to face, cook it like Benihana's
Then ride out on
And my fingernails dirty, I've been straight 100's
Why niggas wanna test me on the low though?
Got no mothafuckin' so I'm patient with the scope though
Put your potty on the low
Sleepin' with the enemy, it's like on a rope
Jim Carrey, I fuckin' with you liars
All black attire, if we match it fuel the
It's and we aimin' for the body
I'm puttin' X's on the wall, if you resurrect, you
Sphinx, I'm a pharaoh, ain't a
Potato on the barrel, watch your soul fly like a
All my niggas thorough about
Nigga never was my homie, all these bitches know you're

Aye, nigga, what that work
Aye, bitch, that work like?
You know me, I've been trappin' it all night
Niggas wanna it there, we can take it there all night
Aye, nigga, what work like?
Aye, bitch, what that work
'Bout your money, you've been trappin' with it all
Bitches wanna take it there, you take it there all night

2]
I that money reappear
off the leer, ain't no passengers in here
I got Dusse poppin', no
Why you in my I can hear the money clear
When I'm back in the city and clear
My name in the sky with the lights on the
I'm a gold chain pioneer
Got that in the trunk and I pop it if a nigga liar
Papa's got a new bag, baby, Goyard
Cash, baby, rag baby, yeah baby
LK frames on the dash, the fast lane
With a baddy, mane, ass, got a fatty,
Tattoos, Wang, G5, hydroplane
Last Kings, everything (everything?)
Cartier love rings, but this ain't no thing
Married to them green things, Franklins and money

Take it all night, nigga
We can take it there all night,
money all night, nigga
And your bitch with me all night,
We can take it there all night,
Take it there all night,
I'll be on the first flight,
You on this jet flight, nigga

6 God

Produced By: Boi-1da &

Rrrr

I'll admit it, admit it
your motherfuckin' tone boy
Get boy
Aww go another mo'fucker that don't understand the concept of puttin' money first boy (first)
I'm 'bout to hit you with the boy (work)
I'm to hit you with the work boy (work)
I hate comin' through on niggas that I know, ahh that's the worst boy (worst)
I'll admit it, I'll it
You haven't a man for like a minute
I you that I'm in it for the long haul
You can really get the
I'll admit it, admit it
Rolling swishers hittin'
Got me feelin' like a hog
I pass 'em when I get it
admit it, I'll admit it
You too 'bout the bitches
I got one girl, and she my girl, and else can hit it
She'll it, she'll admit it
She ain't fuckin' with you
And just like single other thing in my life
You can have her I'm finished
I hear the talk on road is I'm the boy
Phone call back home, is hot up in the 6 boy
Shit hot up in the 6 now shit hot up in the 6 boy
Shit is hot up in the 6 now
Come see us and get it boy
Benz on the road boy
Already had a Rolls
a couple Bentley last week, them were my old toys
I give a about old boy
I give a fuck his squad boy
I give a fuck your mob boy
I'm the 6 God boy
I'm about to say a thing
I'm about to say a thing
You was poppin' back when Usher wore a
God you changed
I put it on 'erything, a err ting
It's a OVO through murk things
I know you things
Bitch I know you things
Yeah, I know you heard
I'm not new to
Coming from the 6 side
I'm not new to
wouldn't make it on this side
I'm not new to
I'm not new, I'm not new
Yeah, I know you heard
Nobody really likes us for us
Yeah, all I ever needed was the squad so what's up
Yeah, my sound got the whole city a way now
So I don't give a fuck about what anybody sayin' now