Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

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

It's that motherfucking time
Tell my diary what's on my again
Just play a beat, I'ma crack an ice Heineken
The studio that Pac got shot in, 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
chasing me, I ran from Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the things
That's a quarter million on some that I'm driving in
Pull up the McLaren like just some shit to travel in
Russell triple-double averaging
Most improved player, don't know what the fuck is happening
The homies "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion throwin' a javelin
3 Anakin
My favorite rapper's Gerald, I'm a big fan of him
You won't get nowhere stalling and you standing a mannequin
Why the fuck you
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, your ass,
going into office and making some old guy rich paid out
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
That's a job

It's that muthafuckin' time again
Blacking out, don't give a fuck about a
Fuck the world just the state of mind I'm in
That's the you find me in
Look, ain't nobody as him
dollar smile that I just went and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss when I came up, prolly mad I'm on
But then transformed and changed up like a Decepticon
Bunch of bootleg Geralds copying I went platinum on
But the real, me myself 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 game, I pass it on
Study him 'cause he the one that lasted
This beat I go on
I just some acid, hit the booth, and started rapping strong
Treat the like a decathlon
Never slowing down, I'm tryna put my whole family on
Work every night, I go 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 wash cars, sell at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, you're makin' somebody rich
punching that clock.
You clock in, you out, you making that money
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
How does that

A fucking always looking, tryna search for targets
If you don't me, don't speak on me
Stick to departments
While they debate if I'm an artist
Or if I'm merging
All I really know, I'm working hardest
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 to make me
I did it by my
Who else did songs with Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New York aristocrats you should just relax
You miss the
Bitch, I'm from the Bay, was born to bridge the
And I'm a legend in my city, say "His shit slaps"
Said I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get these
And 'em back to inspire every kid who raps
I'm Phelps, get out my lane
I'm swimming laps

Let me
Let me up my sleeves and go to work