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What A Job

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"What A Job" (2008)
Sáng tác bởi BROADUS, CALVIN / UNKNOWN, WRITERS /.
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Devin The Dude ft. Snoop Dogg & Andre 3000 - What A Job
Devin The Dude ft. Snoop Dogg & Andre 3000 - What A Job
Devin The Dude - What A Job (ft. Snoop Dogg & André 3000) - Lyrics
Devin The Dude - What A Job (ft. Snoop Dogg & André 3000) - Lyrics
What a Job
What a Job
What a Job
What a Job
Devin The Dude- What a Job- Lyrics
Devin The Dude- What a Job- Lyrics
devin the dude ft snoop dog and andre 3000 - what a job instrumental
devin the dude ft snoop dog and andre 3000 - what a job instrumental
WHAT A JOB - Devin The Dude Feat Snoop Dogg and Andre 3000
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Slim Thug "Caddy Music" feat. Devin The Dude & Dre Day video
Devin the Dude "What A Job" Live @ EVR Festival
Devin the Dude "What A Job" Live @ EVR Festival
Devin The Dude-Just Because
Devin The Dude-Just Because
Devin the Dude-What a job(Bass Boost)
Devin the Dude-What a job(Bass Boost)
Devin The Dude - Waitin' to Inhale
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Devin The Dude - What A Job [Chopped & Screwed] by DJ Bmac
Devin The Dude - What A Job [Chopped & Screwed] by DJ Bmac
What A Job - Devin the Dude - Loop Cover
What A Job - Devin the Dude - Loop Cover
Devin The Dude ft  Snoop Dogg and Andre 3000   What A Job instrumental
Devin The Dude ft Snoop Dogg and Andre 3000 What A Job instrumental

Lyrics

Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is

Drankin' yet I'm thinking of another rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news will come some other time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew

That's why we mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we working for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few major labels
The big studios who still give niggas favors

On the mixin' and mastering, puzzlin' and
Plastering the tracks together on tapes, C-D's, wax or whatever
This is for all the engineers who smoke weed
Can't forget about the production cost and all the hidden fees

For another rhyme written, we spend time spittin' in the booth
Sometimes it's like a pigeon coop
But it's all for the cause, yeah, so I'm
Gonna continue to MC and smoke weed, you know I'm

Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is

As easy as it looks to you, I make it look so easy
With the music I'd be making big impression I'd be leaving
And a lot of folks, they stop and stare thinking I'ma trickin' off
I roll another bleezy, puff it, pass it and shake it off

Move on to the next phase and it's amazing
The next generation of rappers, big Snoop Dogg raising
Hmm, that's 15 years in the game
Still got the fortune and fame, yeah, I'm doing my thang

Check this Devin, somebody said that real Gs to go heaven
So I'ma keep spittin' the truth on these fools like a reverend
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'

My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant conglomerate, prominent and I'ma get
What I gotta get, twist another sweet and bob to the beat

Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is

We work nights, we some vampires
Niggas gather 'round their beat like a campfire
Singin' folk songs but not no kumbaya, my Lord
You download it for free, we get charged back for it

I know you're saying, they won't know they won't miss it
Besides, I ain't a thief, they won't pay me a visit
So if I come to your job, take your corn on the cob
And take a couple kernels off it, that would be alright with you

Hell no, yeah, exactamundo
But we just keep recording and it ain't to get no condo
And candy, Bentley, Fanny with no panties in Miami
And that cute lil' chick named Tammy that you took to the Grammys

See we do it for that boy that graduated
That looked you in your eyes real tough and said 'preciate it
And that he wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for your CD number 9
And he's standing with his baby momma Kiki and she cryin'

Talkin' 'bout that they used to get high to me in high school
And they used to make love to me in college
Then they told me 'bout their first date listenin' to my tunes
And how he liked her finger nail polish

I say, hate to cut you off but I gotta go
I wish you could tell me mo' but I'm off to the studio, gotta write tonight
Hey, can you put us in your raps? I don't see why not
Devin is the dude you gon' probably hear him talkin' 'bout

Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is

Yeah, this life we live, what a job this is, real spit man
A lot of folks want to walk in these shoes but
They just don't know man, it's a hell of a job, man
To be a rapper, MC, whatever you want to call it, man

We got a lot to deal with, family members
We gotta always look out for baby momma nagging
You know I'm saying kids need this and then again
The public need that, we gotta make hot music
'Cause if it ain't hot it don't mean shit
But you know, it's all in a day's work

What a job this is my nigga
What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude?
Snoop D-O dub, J Prince, Jazz Prince
Yeah, Rap-A-Lot still on top 2007


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