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, takin 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
by picky motherfuckers who don't know which rock to choose (Picky man)
Took outta town trips, two in a son of a bitch
run in talking shit (who dis?)
I know about dope, lost my man Lou to the
Pumping there off of DeSoto
Any who don't know about this
I hit ya the Iron Mike quote "That's Ludicrous"
Shittin in the tub, pissing in the tub, Hepititis B in a thug
I know about that shit right
Hey yo, I know about that 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
man yelling at the top of his lungs about a fuckin 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 man Boo just collapse
Bricks, houses,
A bitch who drops her drawls for a who can really floss
Five five can make your mouth leak and on top of that shit
You get a check every
You a week in the hole, with thirty motherfuckers on pay roll
You work when want you to
Equal opportunity? Nigga right, suburban community check stubs always hella
My shit like this
I got a bitch a baby and I need a place to
Pissed off at check time I was skipped
That's when obie trice start back his shit (fuck this)

Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Y'all niggas tell me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeless, did it all
Who the fuck gonna tell me

I done been homeless, no to sleep
Moms don't hear it no place to eat
out on my mans couch just for a week
Till he get fed up and kick a nigga to the (Get the fuck outta here, dogg!)
out from cold, freezin' my toes
Snow fuckin over my boots, my froze
Face turnin blue, cars ridin by the little children
on the inside at you (mommy look at that man)
Fucked over folks, and they don't see ya
Baby gotta new nigga with a Visa
in cars, abandoned shit
While the eat the wires you be prayin and shit (Please, Lord, please!)
to pneumonia
Wishin for heat, like damn if only I up in California
Plottin on a (?), like your mans
Damn, you he got at least a grand in his pants
Face lookin old, despite the your only 20 years old
in the cold
Snot drippin
Taking the alley route so my 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 real out there,

Nap Entertainment,

Fuck