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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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