Luyện nghe bài hát Night Job

I'm on my night job, my riding my city understand us
See a bandits, each put a hundred bands up
can't call us bandits no more
Same hood, same corner
But them same old hoes ain't panties no more
I'm on my night job, slim waist with fat thighs
been baptized, but she soak me all in her holy water
I'm one of five, she the daughter
She used to sharing, I ain't used to caring
play truth or dare
Cause my lifestyle's like dynamite
go lights out like dynamite
Smoke one, I might
I'm on my night job, always how to play these cards of mine
Fuck rap, we harder times
Jump back like Vinny prime
I'm on

I won't let it out until you let me if you love it
Aye baby, take it low

I'm on my night job, niggas jivin', I'm back up in position
Earnhardt, catch some nigga slippin'
hard on a track and get to whippin'
I'm on my night job, why is it always blacks get detention?
For my nigga with the pass to get the in
Boy that trap is a accurate
I'm on my night job, finally got off the corner
'010 niggas he was a gonner
He ducked shots, now "Bas we gotta phone her"
I'm on my job, flew the posse out to Rome and
tell you 'bout no Basquiats don't want 'em
Nigga word to Selassie, I'm
I'm on my job

Got old niggas tryna bite they can't capture
The feeling days 'fore the game passed 'em
Niggas out lookin' like a bunch of Dame Dash's
Nicorette, patchwork
ain't better than your last work
Cigarette, let the ash
Omen said don't worry 'bout the word
I'ma hit the gas swerve on 'em,

Too high to riot, that's my best for being lazy
Being an artist, that's the excuse for being crazy
I've been so infatuated, to Clark and graduated
Now she on my face time and my she just masturbated

Fuck a album release party, I'm out in the shawty
How rappers I killed, counted at least 40
Nah I ain't God, but shawty on her knees for me
I'm horny that Coltrane album
A Love Supreme, cold fame album
I've been dancing like a Soul train album
Lately silly making bout how they hate me
They've been loving me this time
My only was my own mind
Killed my ego now I'm snappin' it's '09
With a gold mine of inspiration for
Fuck your co-sign, that nigga can't fuck Cole neither
Don't ask for a feature, We bring a whole liter of to eat ya
We eat for niggas, keep reachin'
If these bullets was heat they wouldn't even reach you niggas
I'm on