Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Jobs Homeless

Shitted on, ran it (I did it all)

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

Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeless, I did it all
Y'all niggas can't tell me
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fuck to tell me shit?
Dope, Jobs, Homeless...

I had jobs black
Boss man yelling at the top of his lungs about a Fat Burger!
We damn near fired, restaurant manager who manage shit
out retired, I'm talking about blacks
You work all week for Boo, and one day your man Boo just
Bricks, houses,
A bitch who drops her drawls for a nigger who can floss
Five twenty five can make your mouth leak and on top of shit
You get a check every
You work a week in the hole, with thirty motherfuckers on pay
You work when they you to
Equal opportunity? Nigga right, community check stubs always hella tight
My shit looking like
I got a a baby and I need a place to piss
Pissed off at check time I was skipped
That's when obie trice cockin' back his shit (fuck this)

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

I done homeless, no place to sleep
Moms don't wanna it no place to eat
out on my mans couch just for a week
Till he get fed up and kick a to the street (Get the fuck outta here, dogg!)
Black out from cold, my toes
fuckin over my boots, my Tims froze
Face turnin blue, cars ridin by with the little
on the inside pointin at you (mommy look at man)
Fucked over folks, and don't wanna see ya
Baby gotta 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 damn if only I came up in
Plottin on a (?), like stickin your
Damn, you he got at least a grand in his pants
Face lookin old, despite the your only 20 years old
Stuck in the
drippin profusely
Taking the alley route so my ex-cutie wouldn't me

Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fuck goin' to 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 me shit?
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Motherfucker, I did it all

Yeah! Shit is real out there,

Nap Entertainment,

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