Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Jobs Homeless

Shitted on, ran it (I did it all)

I dope, watch fiends crave for rock
Watch 'em watching me put the in my sock (Hey! Yo! Yo!)
Walkie-talk to niggas from the corner when the Feds 'bout to
up blocks some of the winter
Kerosene heaters by feet, tops off just so a nigga can eat lunchmeat
days no Z's, from the first to the third
End of the to excited to get sleep, I bagged up 2's
Aggravated by picky motherfuckers who don't know which to choose (Picky man)
Took town trips, two seconds in a son of a bitch
run in talking shit (who dis?)
I know about dope, lost my man Lou to the
Pumping over off of DeSoto
Any nigga who know about this
I hit ya with the Iron quote "That's Ludicrous"
Shittin in the tub, pissing in the tub, Hepititis B in a thug
I about that shit right there
Hey yo, I know about that shit right

Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Y'all niggas tell me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fuck goin' to me shit?
Dope, Jobs, Homeless...

I had jobs black
Boss man yelling at the top of his about a fuckin Fat Burger!
We damn fired, restaurant manager who can't manage shit
Stressed out retired, I'm talking about
You all week for Boo, and one day your man Boo just collapse
Bricks, houses,
A bitch who drops her for a nigger who can really floss
Five twenty five can make your mouth and on top of that shit
You get a every week
You work a week in the hole, with motherfuckers on pay roll
You work they want you to
Equal opportunity? right, suburban community check stubs always hella tight
My shit looking this
I got a bitch a baby and I need a place to
Pissed off at time 'cause I was skipped
That's when trice start cockin' back his shit (fuck this)

Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Y'all niggas can't tell me
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the gonna tell me shit

I done been homeless, no to sleep
Moms don't hear it no place to eat
Pass out on my mans just for a week
Till he get fed up and kick a nigga to the street (Get the outta here, dogg!)
out from cold, freezin' my toes
Snow fuckin my boots, my Tims froze
Face turnin blue, cars ridin by with the children
on the inside pointin at you (mommy at that man)
Fucked folks, and they don't wanna see ya
Baby momma new nigga with a Visa
Sleepin in cars, shit
the rats eat the wires you be prayin and shit (Please, Lord, please!)
Close to
Wishin for heat, like if only I came up in California
on a (?), like stickin your mans
Damn, you he got at least a grand in his pants
Face old, despite the fact your only 20 years old
Stuck in the
drippin profusely
Taking the alley route so my ex-cutie notice me

Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the goin' to tell me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Y'all can't tell me shit
Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Who the fuck gonna tell me
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Motherfucker, I did it all

Yeah! Shit is real out there,

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