Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Jobs Homeless

Shitted on, ran it (I did it all)

I sold dope, watch fiends crave for
Watch 'em watching me put the stash in my (Hey! Yo! Yo!)
Walkie-talk to niggas from the when the Feds 'bout to enter
Pumped up some of the winter
Kerosene heaters by feet, takin tops off just so a nigga can eat
days no Z's, from the first to the third
End of the month to to get sleep, I bagged up 2's
Aggravated by picky motherfuckers who know which rock to choose (Picky man)
Took town trips, two seconds in a son of a bitch
run in talking shit (who dis?)
I about 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 Iron Mike "That's Ludicrous"
Shittin in the tub, pissing in the tub, B inflicted in a thug
I know about shit right there
Hey yo, I know about shit right there

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah! Shit is out there, yeah

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