Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

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

It's that motherfucking time
Tell my diary what's on my again
Just a beat, I'ma crack an ice cold Heineken
The that Pac got shot in, currently I'm rhyming in
If you my younger self that this the place you find me in
I would not you, these results are so astonishing
Demons me, I ran from Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the finer
That's a quarter million on tires that I'm driving in
Pull up the McLaren like that's just some shit to in
Russell Westbrook triple-double
Most improved player, they don't what the fuck is happening
The like "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion throwin' a javelin
Episode 3
My favorite Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You get nowhere stalling and you standing like a mannequin
Why the you panickin'?
I understand the task at

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

still that muthafuckin' time again
Blacking out, give a fuck about a thing
Fuck the world that's the state of mind I'm in
That's the you find me in
Look, ain't nobody as him
Million smile that I just went and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss when I 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 come to the bay, your is gone
My Obi-Wan is E-4-0, he game, I pass it on
Study him 'cause he the one that long
This I go assassin on
I just took acid, hit the booth, and started rapping strong
Treat the studio a decathlon
Never slowing down, I'm 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' teller, you could be a waitress
Let me
Or cars, sell clothes at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, you're makin' somebody else
punching that clock.
You clock in, you out, you making that money
Let me roll up my and go to work
How does work?

A fucking always looking, tryna search for targets
If you don't know me, speak on me
to your departments
While they debate if I'm an artist
Or if I'm merging
All I really know, I'm just working
And 'til the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing regardless
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a perfect
A polarizing
But you love or hate me
But try and say I pay my dues, fuck off,
How dumb they be
Nobody help to me
I did it by my
Who else did songs everybody Britney 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 legend in my city, say "His shit slaps"
I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get these plaques
And bring 'em back to inspire every kid who
I'm Phelps, get out my lane
I'm swimming laps

Let me
Let me up my sleeves and go to work