Luyện nghe bài hát W-4

Yo, goin' out, we light this J up here
For all the workin' folk
this country, cross the world
For everybody on the everyday nine to five, eight to twelve
You know how we do it to hand, whatever, yo, yo

I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't know
I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
Like this just don't want us to grow

I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
Wanna run up in the white house and in the door, woh ooo oh

What a nigga gonna eat when the empty?
Work all let the bossman pimp me
Can't pay no rent till the fifteenth, landlord call the police to me
Lookin' for a job in the ads
Have you ever to jail? Know they gone ask
Ever took a piss that you didn't pass?
In between jobs in the past? How you get
I worked over hot ass stoves, I done picked up trash off roads
Winter time in the and the cold
times had to sleep in my clothes on the floor
What you know bout bein' po' seein' most of yo be on dope?
Ain't nobody in the hood got no hope in this up system
And why we don't vote
Still payin' niggaz four twenty five, how the fuck we supposed to
I'm close to the edge, government most of my bread
In taxes might as well have close to my head
Make a nigga wild out
Run up in the white house the gouge out, click clack
Give me my shit beeyatch

I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I been workin' all my life but got nothin' to show
Like this world just don't us to grow

I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
I tellin' you nothin' you don't already know
I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
Wanna run up in the house and kick in the door, woh ooo oh

Puttin' on my uniform, a number on a W four form

See where I'm from it's a few out
Either rappin' or sports either dope or the
You can to the bone but don't put all yo eggs in one basket
We don't never get a of the pie, work fifty years, retire then die
Stay po', rich folks is the criminal but you wanna hear me tho' so
Thank God it's Friday, ain't it what we for?
Nigga gotta get up out the
Same job that my pop had me
Imma pass it to my seed fucked up situation
Make a wanna wild out
Run up in the white house with the gouge out, click
me my shit back beeyatch

I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you already know
I been workin' all my life but got nothin' to show
Like this world just don't us to grow

I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you already know
I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
run up in the white house and kick in the door, woh ooo oh

My J O B
Is just a plantation
owe me
But got me fillin' out this

My J O B
Is like a plantation
owe me
And got me fillin' out this

What I like?