Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Work , by - Gang Starr. Release date: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Work |
| Ayo, I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see |
| Victory is mine, yeah, surprisingly |
| I've been layin', waitin' for your next mistake |
| I put in work and watch my status escalate |
| Now, I'm gon' start collectin' props, connectin' plots |
| Networkin' like a conference ‘cause the nonsense is yet to stop |
| Jakes shake me down, haters wanna take me down |
| Break me down, clap! |
| – all they heard was the sound |
| Yo, I scoped it out, I took your weak dream and choked it out |
| Your bitch don't really got no ass, she just poked it out |
| On the D-low, I'm sayin' you versus me though? |
| We can do this shit right here in front of your people |
| See, time is money, kid, and BS walks |
| And to me it's funny, kid, when you meatheads talk |
| I see feds stalk, they wanna dig up the dirt, son |
| Is it me they hawk? |
| ‘Cause I be puttin' in work, son |
| Ayo, I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see |
| Victory is mine, yeah, surprisingly |
| I've been layin', waitin' for your next mistake |
| I put in work and watch my status escalate |
| You cornballs get stonewalled, blackballed, I own y'all |
| The veteran, runnin' my plan, I'm the better man |
| Crazy raw, doin' my job like the mob |
| Blazin' y'all and disappearin' in the fog |
| Or a mist, and chicks can't resist what I kick |
| They be beggin' for attention or some more of the dillznick |
| Word up, baby, someone may have to get hurt up, baby |
| Shit is mad shady, but I got to get the gravy |
| Platinum respect like the force of a TEC |
| Keep you hittin' the deck, feelin' heat in your chest |
| Bangin' your thoughts with the hot onslaught |
| A kid got shot on the spot for goin' where he should not |
| Viciously, I make history instantly |
| Those other lame-ass loser-ass niggas, they can't fuck with me |
| I'm doin' my thing now to lamp later on |
| Paid in the shade with some fly gators on |
| But now I'm grimy as they get, mud on my pants and shirt |
| I bet you niggas out here know, I be puttin' in work |
| Ayo, I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see |
| Victory is mine, yeah, surprisingly |
| I've been layin', waitin' for your next mistake |
| I put in work and watch my status escalate |