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

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

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

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

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

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

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

all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it with the morning sun
Baby mother that you on some other 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 stare thinking trickin' off
I another 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 raising
Hmm, that's 15 in the game
Still got the and fame, yeah, I'm doing my thang

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Talkin' 'bout 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 date listenin' to my tunes
And how he liked her finger nail

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

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

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

Yeah, this life we live, what a job is, real spit man
A lot of folks want to walk in these 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 always look out for baby momma nagging
You know I'm saying kids need this and then
The public that, we gotta make hot music
'Cause if it ain't hot it mean shit
But you know, it's all in a work

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