Work by Money Gang (Ft. FBG Brick, FBG Dutchie & Reese G)
Work by Money Gang (Ft. FBG Brick, FBG Dutchie & Reese G)

Work

Money Gang & FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie & Reese G * Track #14 On Money Gang & Reese G Presents: Da Compilation Born Again

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Work by Money Gang (Ft. FBG Brick, FBG Dutchie & Reese G)

Release Date
Sat Dec 24 2011
Performed by
Money GangFBG Brick & FBG Dutchie & Reese G
Produced by
Yung Da Copo
Writed by
Yung Da Copo & FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie & Reese G

Work Lyrics

[Intro: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
(You know I made the beat)
Yo, we going to work, boy
Two Times, what up? (Work)
Reese, what up? (Work)
BTE, what up? (Work, work, work)
Ha

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
We was taught if you is scared, then go to church, boy (Go to church)
All that flexing that you doing'll get you murked, boy (Get you murked)
All that hating that you doing, it didn't work, boy (It didn't work)
Now we on and we 'bout to go to work, boy (We going to work)

[Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
Go to work, boy (Go to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy (How you ain't know?)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (Two Times, what up, boy?)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy (Reese, what up, man? Yeah)

[Verse 1: FBG Brick]
I ain't never been scared to put in work, boy (Not never)
You think you live it 'til you get your ass hurt, boy
I'm the man that'll put you in that dirt, boy (Hitter)
Now your family sad, following that hearse, boy (They mourning)
Now I'm chilling with the guys, 61st, boy (We on the block)
Jaro City got them hitters, go to work, boy (They'll do it)
Licking shots like December 31st, boy (Like New Year's)
It's BTE, now let me take you to the Low, boy (My hood)
Where them hitters off them hitters, they gon' blow, boy (We popping)
And hell yeah, we got that money selling blow, boy
And hell yeah, we hug the block if you ain't know, boy
And hell yeah, I fuck with Zoe, that's my bro, boy
And hell nah, I ain't got time for lames, though (At all)
Now I'm getting money, they don't look at me the same, so (Why?)
Now I'm on some solo shit, bouncing like a pogo stick (I'm jumping)
Try to take my work from me and I'ma feed your ass the clip (Boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
We was taught if you is scared, then go to church, boy (Go to church)
All that flexing that you doing'll get you murked, boy (Get you murked)
All that hating that you doing, it didn't work, boy (It didn't work)
(Two Times, ha, ah)
Now we on and we 'bout to go to work, boy (We going to work)

[Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
Go to work, boy (Go to work)
We go to work, boy (Two Times, Dutchie)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy (FBG shit, shout out number 3)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy

[Verse 2: FBG Dutchie]
Okay, excuse me, pardon (Pardon), Tookaville sergeant (I am)
Five-star steamer, do a hit, fuck it, we marching (I'm gone)
Blowing at the Gardens (Parkway), Eberhart and St. Lawrence (L's)
FTO, seven-four, motherfuck the opps, and (Two-four-eleven)
Niggas talking tough, when they really is ain't, though (They ain't)
Bitch niggas sweet, on chief, like mangos (They is)
FYB your bitch, but I don't cuff the stank ho (At all)
Two Times, pussy, I'm TV, how you ain't know? (I am)
Hah, but I bet your ass know now (You got to know)
You got a busser doing stains, dirty fucker, lil' lowdown (Lowdown)
And all my niggas known to blow rounds (Boom, boom)
Catch your ass lacking [?] your set, you gon' go down
Arm & Hammer, so you know I'm going to work, nigga (Work, work, work)
Businessman, suit and tie, a no shirt, nigga (Unh-uh)
Try me, you gon' get your ass murked, nigga (Bah, boom)
A R.I.P., or simply, be on a shirt, nigga

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
We was taught if you is scared, then go to church, boy (Go to church)
All that flexing that you doing'll get you murked, boy (Get you murked)
All that hating that you doing, it didn't work, boy (It didn't work)
Now we on and we 'bout to go to work, boy (We going to work)

[Chorus: FBG Brick, FBG Dutchie & Reese G]
Go to work, boy (Go to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (Yeah, it's Reese)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy (Haha)

[Verse 3: Reese G]
Work? I got bricks, they [?] eight-balls (Yes)
Ps coming in off the water and it's straight soft (You know it)
Niggas talking, woofing with the flexing, let my eight talk (Bah)
I ain't with the tight jeans, baggies with a straight [?] (Ha)
Up the cannon, let it loose, now his fucking face off (Huh?)
Louie said the money dance, cake like a bakeoff (Haha)
Niggas talking eat, I'ma tell you what the plate cost (What?)
Thirty for a brick and ten percent when you take off (Unh-uh)
Anything different, simply, I'll blow this straight [?] (You know it)
Niggas talking work, I am the game like baseball (Nah)
Alphabet boys couldn't see me like they Ray Charles (No)
When I get to laying, no play, nigga, straight pause (What?)
Niggas screaming, "Work," "Work," "Work," ayy, I got y'all (Yeah, I got y'all)
Sit back, chillax, and I'ma show you this a different cloth (I'm a different nigga)
Dinner on the table, split it up, and watch me send it off (Huh?)
'Caine is not a word (Yeah, yeah, yeah), all I know is fucking get it off, work

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
We was taught if you is scared, then go to church, boy (Go to church)
All that flexing that you doing'll get you murked, boy (Get you murked)
All that hating that you doing, it didn't work, boy (It didn't work)
Now we on and we 'bout to go to work, boy (We going to work)

[Chorus: FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie]
Go to work, boy (Go to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work)
We go to work, boy (We going to work, work, work, work, work)
We go to work, boy

Work Q&A

Who wrote Work's ?

Work was written by Yung Da Copo & FBG Brick & FBG Dutchie & Reese G.

Who produced Work's ?

Work was produced by Yung Da Copo.

When did Money Gang release Work?

Money Gang released Work on Sat Dec 24 2011.

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