Cifra de Work - Iggy Azalea
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Primeiro acorde: G 6 acordes identificados
G Em Bm D G
Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
G G9 G B4 D G G9
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through
verse 1
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
B4 D
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
G G9 G
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit about where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from
[Refrão]
G G9 G
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
B4 D
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
G G9 G
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
16 in the middle of Miami...
Hook
G
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work (x4)
Working on my shit
Verso 2
G
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thorough bread in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind, basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning
And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate
But the Industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
G G9 G
You don't know the half
G9 G B4 D
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
G9 G B4
What you call that?
Head over heels
Chorus/
verse 3
G
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Em
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffle
D
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back for the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn First at the light that's in front me
Cause every night I'mma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause its all that I ever had
Endding (2x)
Now get this work (x4)
Working on my shit...