Oh_yeah_work_feat_sean_p_of_youngbloodz_and_e_40 (Desktop)

Scrappy pulled up to a dimly lit warehouse where the "work" was being managed. Sean P. was already there, leaning against a car with "big wheels," his presence commanding the room like the "noise of a tuba". They were the kings of the grind, turning "nothing into something" as they cranked up the scale to weigh the night's success.

: Sean P. moved with the efficiency of an army, staying on his grind and never slipping, even as haters watched from the shadows. oh_yeah_work_feat_sean_p_of_youngbloodz_and_e_40

As the sun began to rise, the diamonds on their necks twinkled in the early morning light. They had moved the "work," avoided the "police," and secured the "knot" in their pockets. For them, the work never stopped; it just transformed from the shadows of the street to the glow of the limelight. Oh Yeah (Work) (feat. Sean P. of YoungBloodZ and E-40) Scrappy pulled up to a dimly lit warehouse